I do not have the right to feel any jealousy because it’s known to me that I am not the apple of your eye anymore. As much as I want it to be me, there is not a chance. We are not lovers for that label expired already. What will I do when I have those feelings of jealousy and envy? Can I just possibly pretend that I am not affected by the mere fact that I am not the one who makes your heart beat faster than the usual, or I am not the one who lays with you, or I am not the voice you want to hear the first thing in the morning and the last at night? Can I possibly pretend that I stopped wishing and hoping that I am still the one you are fond of, that I am still the one who makes you laugh the most genuine and I am still the one that you want to love?