Jealousy is what I feel when I look around and see what I almost had.

Jealousy is holding back my tears at the thought of you and her holding hands.

Jealousy is the rage I’ve felt at the thought of all the time I wasted on your world full of lies.

Jealousy is a need for something that was actually never mine…

written by M.A.B.D.O

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