Okay, I'll
Admit...
///////////////////// I'm
completely (jealous)) of that girl.
I hate how you were
mine & then you just go off & flirt with her.
You've never actually met her in person. I doubt you ever
will.
It kills me on the inside.
I don't want anyone else to be able to have you.
Because maybe, just maybe... (I still)) love you. /////////////////////