Excerpts from an old diary

Jealous

Jealous feels the one,
Who has someone to own.
I wasn't ever insecure,
I loved myself alone.

Things have changed in me somehow,
I feel bad, honey, I do.
I feel it when we're apart, now.
I see how you've changed me.

I can't say I'm insecure, cause,
Look how happy you've grown.
The moment I see your joy,
Makes me forget the frown of my own.

[No need to think too much I wrote this for a friend. I saw her getting jealous and wrote down her feelings.
I've never felt jealous lmao]