her.

v

i won't lie

i began to hate every other girl that spoke to you.

any girl who was closer to you than me
any girl who was clingy and touched you all the time
any girl who purposely tried to get you to like her

and there was one in particular who did all of those
all the time
and fuck

i hated her.
i still do.

even though when i "joked" about it
you'd reassure me that you didn't like her

but that was when i found your first flaw
one i wouldn't truly see until a lot later:

you say one thing, but you don't always mean it.

i'm always on my toes with you
i never know if you've told me the truth or not
because i know you're more perceptive than i think you are
and i know you probably know what's going on

but all this was so much.

i discovered i'm the jealous type.