Things I Write When It's Getting Worse

IX.

I'm just scared.
Scared I'm not the one.
The one you'd cry for.
Even beg for.
Love is terrifying. Especially when it's this strong.
The jealousy I can't contr.
Just because I wasn't your first choice.
And it never leaves my mind. I can't forget it.
I can't forget how you treated her.
How you didn't even day "hello" when you talked to her.
Unforgettable.
She's prettier. Funnier. Smarter. Shorter.
You didn't even day a fucking "hi".
When she left you came to me, then you said hi.
Why is it so hafd to forget?
I just can't believe you would choose anyone over me.
I wasn't your first choice.
I'm just scared you will find someone better than me.