I wish I wasn't a jealous person. I wish I was one of those people who are so self assured, so confident and trusting, that they would not get jealous. They believe in themselves and they know there is no reason for jealousy, because they know where they belong.
It's just… sometimes, I read things. Or see things. And immediately my mind starts conjuring up memories that are not mine. Possible memories that belong to a time when you didn't know me, to a time when she was your world.
And I have to say this because it's just going to eat me up from inside if I don't; it bothers me slightly that we're in a relationship but there are these comments by other girls (some exes, too) on your profile.
It's not all the comments though. These are the comments that are suggestive. Comments from a time when you were in a relationship with her. Comments from a time when you were single and flirting was fine.
It's your past, I get it, there's no way I can deny you that.
But the notion that other people may be reading these comments with the knowledge that you're in a relationship with me… I don't know. It upsets me. I know this relationship is ours and I shouldn't care what people assume, but I feel.. it makes me feel embarrassed.
And when I think about it, I can't help but get slightly teary-eyed.
Ugh. Stupid, stupid Belinda.
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