i've spent 6 months getting to know you. 6 months of laughing, and fighting, and loving each other. and after half a year, I still get jealous of every girl that touches you. I've convinced myself that I trust you. (more than anyone in the world) -but there's still that feeling when i'm sitting at home alone while you're out without me, and I miss you like hell and I wonder if you even miss me in the slightest. it's been half a year, and that feeling still haunts me like it did the second I met you.