Jealousy with a hint of obsession

I love him

His beautiful smile

His cerulean blue eyes

His midnight hair.

He loves me

My blank face

My dirty blonde hair

My emotionless brown eyes.

He loves him

That bloody red head

With expressive warmth within his chocolate eyes.

My beauty likes him

That I can see

Red head can't have him

He's only for me

Red head won't touch him

That I'll make sure

His hair will match his face

And when he begs to live

I'll remind him of his sinful intetions

Towards my beauty.

This poem is about: 
Our world

Comments

FrostedCakes

Stunning! :)

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