I'm jealous of her you know,
and the way that you love her.
It's like a fairy tale,
She's Juliet, your Romeo
What am i to do,
as my heart starts to pound.
I don't know what to say,
except for "I love you".
At times I want to die,
when your talking about her,
but instead i go to my room,
so i can sit and cry.
I wish I didn't love you,
because I know, you love her,
but all that really matters,
is that all I said is true.















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