Flecked Jealousy

I read what she writes, her pale skin and light eyes. she's mesmerising, i accept praying i'd ever be closest. she climbs on him and helps soothe, that he'd forever beg to lean into. jealousy claws my senses thin, he's forever found home in her sweet skin. he may deny, praying to not fall for her, for he says that his love was under tether, but i wonder what such tether he defiled, for nobody knows best but, such love is wild. i think its me, when i beg him to let me go, for his love for me is too suffocating to seem true, but she's his home, does he realise? or my love managed to demise?