I'm jealous of him.
He's got you right where he wants you.
I'm jealous of him.
Of him though, really?
I must sound so pathetic.
But I am.
The thoughts of you two together run rampant through my head all day.
I know you want him with the burning that you once wanted me for.
And I fucked up, did stupid things.
You no longer burn for me.
Just for him.
I can't compete.
I don't know why I try.
I've changed since my last mistake.
I've changed so much.
But that doesn't matter, it happened and it shouldn't have.
I let you down one time and it was the most important time.
I cheated.
AND I REGRET IT EVERYDAY.
There are only few things I want in this life.
You, for you to forgive me and for my best friend back.
Until the day I die, I won't have either.
And even when I die, I know I won't have one of them.
You.
This singe solitary person.
Why do we do the things we do?
