jealousy eats away at me like a pestering scab knowing my skin,
i feel the rage seething inside as my teeth rub against my plumped lips,
tears well up my eyes making it hard to see as i start to taste metal from the blood against my lips,
is this what it has come to?
to see you with another when you're suppose to be mine?
where were you when i needed you?
when i craved for you at 2 am,
with an anguished feeling in the pit of my stomach?
i see you now,
you look happy,
happy without me,
but i know you'd be happier with me.
i can feel you,
your touch looping through my mind,
you're so close,
i can almost smell your euphoric scent.
how is this it,
you there,
me here,
hallucinating your presence and fore playing in my head.
if only you weren't an infatuation,
an observation,
an obsession,
if only you were mine
-a.
