Jealous of everyone who has touched that body with more than just eyes, jealous of everyone who had you sighing their names into their mouths, jealous of those who know your secrets, your favorite color, your favorite memories, your first heartbreak, your earliest dream. Jealous I am. Green with envy, slipping slowly into blue cause I’ve never wanted to discover anything, as badly as I want to discover you.

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