The Blood That Stains The Pages

Possesive

I miss you,

More than words can tell,

I think its fuinny,

How last time,

You became possesive,

You yelled at him,

Everyone starred with shocked faces,

It was funny as hell,

You should have saw it from our veiw,

You were standing there nose to nose,

Screaming at the top of your lungs at him,

But for something stupid,

Yes it pissed me off,

But you didnt have to go cyco,

Then again,

It was cute.