I know. We ain’t that close anymore and I shouldn’t feel this way. But **** if old feelings arise at the thought that other people get to have your time and attention and I ain't part of that crowd. And **** if I don’t feel envious of who wakes up in bed with you. I know. There’s always gonna be someone else in the place of me. You’ve replaced me with someone else, and I don’t get to react the way I want to. Jealousy. Yeah. Ya heard me right. I’m **** jealous that I don’t get to lie next to you and feel at home. But I don’t get to be jealous. You ain’t my guy anymore and I’m not your girl. You and I are two separate pieces of a puzzle that I hope one day fits together again. But it's no surprise that the green eyed monster wakes again inside of me and messes with me and my heart a little.