• You're sitting on your bed, gritting your teeth and gripping the sheets.
    You're angry, anyone with eyes can see that from a mile away.
    You're telling yourself that nothing is going on between them.
    You want to believe that but the images swirling around in your head are telling you otherwise.
    "It's nothing" You tell yourself again, but your attempt to calm down is crashing and burning.
    You can see a gleam in her eye when they're together, and it makes you unbelievably furious.
    You want her to look at you and only you but you can't make her do a thing.
    Or can you?
    You want to hug her, you want to strangle her, you want alot of things but you know you're never getting them.
    Your room is silent, you're starting to believe it knows you want silence.
    Your thoughts drift to them together and it only makes you angrier.
    Your eyes are a blazing fire,if looks could kill everyone would burn from one gaze.
    You know you're pathetic for sitting by yourself like this.
    You should be with her, not alone in your room feeling angry and sorry for yourself.
    You know he's with her right now.
    What does he have that you don't?
    "Nothing!" You scream. "He has nothing!"
    Is that what you really believe? Or is it a feeble attempt to make yourself feel better?
    You hope it's not the latter.
    She's the one who makes you feel alive and you never want to lose that feeling.
    No matter what the cost.
    She makes you want to hurt anyone that looks at her in that way.
    Especially him, you hate him with a fiery passion.
    You want her, you crave her, you desire her in more ways than one.
    You claimed her.
    She's your's.
    She belongs to you and you alone.
    You know it's time to remind her of who she belongs to.
    "I will remind her." is the thought that's going through your mind as your slamming the door behind you.