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Refuse To Believe -- Making Peace With the Past

Tags: jealousy
Could that be me that was jealous? I refuse to believe it.

Is it possible I don't know much about it?
No, because ..

I met a man,
Funny, sexy and smart.
I enjoyed spending time with him.

Soon he began to tease me,
With small things at first.
Oooh! I loved that a lot!
So he decided to tell me
about the other girls he was seeing.

His bragging became cruder and bolder, 
Those details didn't feel good to hear, 
And my feelings changed because of that.
But when I requested to be the only girl in his life, 
He just smiled.

I became touchy with him,
It was no fun for him --
I didn't like myself this way either.
The way he spoke about them
made my emotions go wild,
And I couldn't control them.

Did he make me this way?
Is it because of him?
Can it be possible I am now one of them ...
A jealous bitch?

Spring 2010

* Thank you to Gypsymoth, for giving me opportunity to learn from, for editing my writing. You are amazing, my friend.

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