"Before I get too mean, and take it out on you, and you "bestfriend" too."
Jealous. Jealous over the way you hold her hand, how you tackle her flitatiously, literally everything.
I want that.
All to myself.
But I can't be acting this way, you dont know me- matter of fact you've seen and forgotten me- and I dont know you, but I've seen you and never forgotten you.
I stare at your situation. Grasping how you're only quiet till she comes around. And I try to find why she is so intriguing to you.
Golden skin, pretty curly hair, and I bet she smells good too. She's pretty good at the sport she plays, and I bet she's really smart as well.
I now want to see all the colors on her wheel. How she thinks, her morals, her past, and plans for her future.
Jealousy for me doesn't make me want to fight a bitch. It motivates me to get what I want...
And I want the both of you. Everything about the two of you, and I will give y'all my everything.
Jealousy makes me insane I'll say. I might say this is karma.
But I don't know really...
