I went to his house
and told him I'm sorry.
I said I was just tired
and he shouldn't worry.
He asked if I'm
feeling any jealousy
and that's when
I felt my tragedy.
My heart sank and
my breathing got heavy
but I chuckled and said
"I will if she's the one you're going to marry."
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