It's odd.
It's an odd feeling.
The terrible feeling you get when you don't exactly know how to feel.
I don't think that makes much sense.
And I don't really know why.
Well I do feel hurt and sensitive about things too.
But I do put on that same broad smile and laugh like everything is fine.
I really hate it when things like that happen, like i'm missing out from everything when I should be there.
All I really asked for was time.
Jealousy, it's like a poison, a drug that eats you up from inside.