Jealousy is one of the seven deadly sins, and if it really is a deadly sin then why hasn’t it killed me yet? I think I die slowly, and then…just then everything comes back; there is no me for pain to wound. His words can no longer reach me, they can no longer move me…but then when she comes in the picture, everything changes and I have to pretend that I love them both. Like that we get along and that everything between us didn’t happen, that everything now is fine. Pretending that we moved on.
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