why does it feel as though i need to share everything with you?
that if i miss any good moment in your life you must love me less
that who ever you're with will steal you away from me

i'm the lowest of people to love but find a burning in my chest that i couldn't be the one to give you happiness
i know i cant think that way
and its crazy and selfish
and i know i'm happy for your happiness however it comes

but still i cant stop my thoughts or my ******* jealousy
it will destroy me one day if i cant stop it
and i'm sorry for putting you through it