And you'll be angry about me mocking you and joking around; using your ex and the in between details to joke about how happy you were with him. How sweet you are in his arms and how you constantly made sure you were updated on all his life events. How eager you are to know everything that happened within his day.
At first it wasn't an issue. I couldn't believe that as time goes by, I grow jealous about the way he made you smile, about the way he made you feel things, about the way he made you tell all these incredible things that I woudn't get to enjoy now.
I've grown jealous with the fact that he enjoyed your prime days. That he got to enjoy your best to which everyone was looking for. "Goodmorning messages, goodnight messages, 3 reply bubbles just for one text message, How have you been?, What did you do today?. All those small things which he was able to enjoy that I will not be able to see anymore because you don't do those things now. You're incapable of doing those things now for me.
I've grown jealous with the fact that you cared too much for him and you seem pretty contented with caring slightly for me. I understand that you were so young back then, always had this interest in meddling around but that is not an enough reason for you to change now. I need the past version of yourself. I need to make you realize that even if you lost him because you were too caring, it will never happen to me, to us.
You will not lose me because you cared too much, you'll lose me because you made me feel that you didn't cared enough for me.
He changed you. And so you thought it was for your betterment. Where in fact, for me, it was for worse.
