I am jealous of the people that you’re talking to and taking pictures of. I wanted your precious and lovely eyes to only look at me. Your voice, if I had a chance to I wanted to own that sweet voice of yours. I wanna be the only one to hear it. Your smile, I hate it when you are smiling to other girls. I hate it when they’re staring at you when you are smiling, I hate how they look at you as if they are falling for you. I don’t want to see you taking pictures of other people, because I feel jealous. I only want you to use your camera to take pictures with me and me, alone. I hate it when you are telling them to smile and take a picture of them. I badly want to own you. Your hands, damn your hands. I only want them to hold me, my hands, and no other things aside from your personal stuffs because your hands are supposed to be mine and yours alone. I want you for myself but you aren’t even mine to own. I am jealous of the place that you’re always in, I am jealous of the water that touches your body. I am jealous of the things that you see everyday and I am jealous of the music that you always hear. I am jealous of the clothes that covers your body and I am jealous of the shoes that is always with you wherever you go. I am jealous of the things that you always hold and touch, I am jealous of the pillow that you always hug. I am jealous of your camera that you always hold, I know how much in love you are with it. I know that feeling this way is not good but can you blame me if I am really into you? I wanted to own you, but I can’t and that is the saddest part of my life. Because even though how much I wanted to own you, I can’t. I can’t because I know that I am just a friend and nothing else to you.
The girl who's in love with the man she can't have.