Jealousy –Got The Best Of Me:

[Artistic-Nomad]

Jealousy –Got The Best Of Me:

 

A year later you’ve received a call,

From an ex girl-friend, whom now you call a ‘pall’

You tell me the story in excitement –and I listen uncomplaining,

But feeling uncomfortable with the situation and what you’re saying,

Thinking of the impossible and having this fear,

You ask me “babes are you there?â€

Oxygen fades away and I’m breathless,

Don’t know what to say, and I’m speechless,

Imagination lopes wild like a little child,

She used to cross miles to make you smile,

I say “Yes honey I’m still presentâ€

So you continue the tell me the story,

--bout you and her having history, but it really concerns me,

‘Cause I really don’t believe in having an Ex as a Homie,

I recall the session of us trying to solve the situation,

And having one on one conversation,

If I’m okay with you and your ex having an amity?

You see—

 

‘Okay’ I’ll say, but not if she is calling you everyday,

I can’t grasp having nightmares of her taking you away,

Call me psychosomatic for feeling so static,

But it’s chaotic how I predict like a psychic,

 

‘Maybe’ I whisper, if she remains like a sister,

And there is no cross-over and you can’t call her,

And she is not permitted to cross the border –and that is an order!

 

‘No’ I mumble, while –with the thought I struggle,

Why do you have to bundle if she’s already a couple?

Okay, hmmm give me a minute or two,

“What if she is still in love with you?â€

“What am I supposed to do?â€

 

Questions got the best of me,

I’ve never felt this jealousy,

But this is a challenge to be –against my own sanity!

(So Qalbi bare with me)

[Deeq A.]

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