Jealousy (another poem about my crush)

Jealousy.
It's such a foreign concept to me
Something I never feel
But I guess it's different with you
Well, I guess everything is
You change my perspective of everything
You change the music I listen to
How I never used to think of you
All of its changed.
Like the fact that I'm so jealous
When did that start again?
Oh yeah
When we started to be friends
But it's not real
It never will be
At least not until she's set free
What's her name again?
Oh yeah, aubree.
Aubree. Such a pretty name
It's for a pretty girl
I wish that was me
Blonde and happy
Blonde and dating you
Oh how I wish
I wish that my delusions would come true
How I think of you every night
Every day
Every hour
Every second
I can't help but think of you
Your perfect long hair
For a guy that's so rare
Your pretty brown eyes
They give it away whenever you lie
Like how you were telling me about your relationship
How you lied about it.
At least it wasn't entirely
You did say you were together
But you don't act like it
Not at all
You're probably just waiting for me to fall
Fall in love with you
Just so you can shred my heart
Well, guess what
It's already started and I'm falling apart
Falling falling falling
Falling in so many different ways
Falling in love?
Falling apart?
Oh when the hell did this all start
When did I get petty and jealous
Jealous of how she has you And I don't
Jealous of her perfect long blond hair
Jealous of how she's so cool
Jealous of how she dosent even have to try to be beautiful
Jealous of everyone and everything I guess
Maybe I'll try to give the Jealousy a rest.

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