Jealousy
I don’t want pieces of you—I want it all, Every word, every glance, every breath you spare, If your eyes drift even for a second away, It feels like betrayal hanging in the air. I hate the way your name leaves other lips, Like they have a right I never gave, Every smile you gift to someone else Turns something soft in me into a wave. Call it toxic, call it wrong—I don’t care, When it’s you, I turn into something extreme, I don’t just love—I claim, I crave, I consume, A beautiful chaos you never quite see.
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