jealous

everything about you draws me back wanting more the way you smile, the way you laugh, the way you look i hate reading but i want to know everything in your book your favorite color, favorite movie, a food you hate but how unlucky for me you already have a mate now youre someone i can only admire from a far wishing that lucky girl was me but even if it was i wouldnt be half as good as her i dont know how to love someone i can try and try and try but i never get it right but somehow im still a hopeless romantic how unlucky for me today was the reason im writing this letter to you the letter i could never actually say because of her now i lay wondering if she knew i liked you you stopped talking to me but i still admire you but i still haven't a clue did she tell you not to talk to me or was it choice? now im left missing the sound of your voice i cant get enough but i cant talk to you first this feeling is the worst i feel like i am cursed im not the girl guys go for im sick of seeing everyone around me live their happily ever after while im stuck to my own company i wish i wasnt so jealous of her