The sun smiled earnestly through the window sill today
I think it smiled at you
Am jealous of the moon gazing at ur spender perfection
Am jealous of how the moonlight kissed you when I wasn't looking
I think am head over heels over you
I think my love for you is becoming a gradual succession
I won't be surprised if this turns into a further addiction
I won't be surprised if this feeling eventually sickens me
Tomorrow seems so far,let's make use of today forever
The bed doesn't feel cold anymore whenever you are around
Probably because your gentle touch suppresses the fever
You hold me so close like am going to slip away someday
Am not complaining,baby hold me closer everyday
The rain keeps touching you whenever you play outside
Am jealous am not the one making you wet
Now the sun lays subconsciously on your smooth brown jelly skin
Am jealous am not the one keeping you dry
But nevertheless you promised me a thousand times that you were mine alone
You promised me forever like it was a piece of cake
Baby those promises faded away when the harmattan breeze came our way
But yet it feels this jealous me is still not ready to go away
Aug 4, 2020
Aug 4, 2020 at 6:47 PM UTC
The sun smiled earnestly through the window sill today
I think it smiled at you
Am jealous of the moon gazing at ur spender perfection
Am jealous of how the moonlight kissed you when I wasn't looking
I think am head over heels over you
I think my love for you is becoming a gradual succession
I won't be surprised if this turns into a further addiction
I won't be surprised if this feeling eventually sickens me
Tomorrow seems so far,let's make use of today forever
The bed doesn't feel cold anymore whenever you are around
Probably because your gentle touch suppresses the fever
You hold me so close like am going to slip away someday
Am not complaining,baby hold me closer everyday
The rain keeps touching you whenever you play outside
Am jealous am not the one making you wet
Now the sun lays subconsciously on your smooth brown jelly skin
Am jealous am not the one keeping you dry
But nevertheless you promised me a thousand times that you were mine alone
You promised me forever like it was a piece of cake
Baby those promises faded away when the harmattan breeze came our way
But yet it feels this jealous me is still not ready to go away
Everyone gets jealous right....?
So how would you describe how you feel or act when you get jealous 🤔
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