I was not thinking clearly about anything.

I mean, I was just angry!

It was not jealousy.

I saw her in my dream,

screaming and yelling at me.

“Please”, she cried.

It is not jealousy;

I am way better than that,

Or so I thought.

But that would not explain the stained shirt.

Maybe it is jealousy.

What can I say?

I was not thinking clearly about anything.

V

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