i swear to god i'm not envious of her i just want to break her precious fingers when she touches him i just want to sever the thinned space between them i just want to shove her from his grasp i just want my hands to stop shaking when i see them together i just want to see him stop gazing at her with eyes brighter than moonbeams.
i swear to god i'm not jealous.
i'm not jealous. i don't want him, but i guess i don't want anyone else to have him, either.