Jealousy is not an option.
I've learned that the hard way.
Every time she approaches you,
I have the urge to look away,
And pretend she's not here.
I hate the way she stares at you,
Although you don't return the stare.
I hate the way she says your name,
Although you don't seem to care.
I don't think sharing is caring.
I don't want to share you.
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Love and Heartbreak Poems and Stories
PoetryI write poems about love, life, death, happiness... Anything really. I also write poems for people, and if you want me to write you a poem, inbox me and I'll inbox you the poem but I still receive the credit. Hope you enjoy! Yes, everything in this...
