Jealousy
I can't stand nor bare sharing.
I can't.
I'm nice , yes.
But when it come to people....or something held dear to me.
Guess what....
I don't wanna share.
You're mine.
I might sound....insane.
But aren't we all ?
You're mine.
He.
She.
It.
Them.
Boyfriend of Someone's
Girlfriend of someone's
Whatever.
Mine.
All for me.
I don't want to share you.
You're for me.
Let me be selfish with you.
But yet again.
I can't control you.
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