Jealousy
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I don't like this feeling. I don't want to welcome this feeling. It's not invited, never has been. I'm not familiar with it.
I don't want to embrace it. I want to kill this feeling.
I hate feeling irritated at the mention of a certain girl's name. You say it so casually and comfortably that the demon inside of me wakes up and tries to invade my mind. I hate feeling threatened by a certain girl's presence when I have no valid reason to feel that way. You treat her so right and so good that the angel inside of me feels so sad and tries to disappear.
I hate that I love having you in my thoughts when it's ten in the morning and I look at the smile on your face. And when it's four in the afternoon and you're asking for my opinions. And when it's twelve at midnight and we talk about random things and share jokes with each other.
It's so strange and mind-blowing how easily I went from demons and angels to smiles and jokes.
Jealousy is pathetic.
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Midnight Thoughts ✔
Poetry"Writing can heal us too." ㅡ Midnight Thoughts is a collection of poems, real life conversations, fictional stuff, unsent letters, and most importantly, thoughts. This is for the ones who haveㅡ ...had their hearts broken. ...gone through bad breakup...
