cause this house don't feel like home
it's not that i'm jealous;
( i know you love her too and that's fair. completely understandable.)
it's not that i don't get it
( there are other people in your life. obviously.)
it's not even that i hate her;
( that smug-as-shit look on her face that i know i'm imagining-)
i'm just worried
( because of my selfishness and anger and bitterness )
that you'll leave, maybe forever
and i can't be alone again.
please.
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