Puisi #4 Untitled

By: Jean Dral

I’m sitting here, on my bed.

Thinking..

What is the worst emotion? It is jealousy.

I over think, over think, till I can’t think.

 

Wah..

You aren’t even mine.

I haven’t even touched you yet.

 

I’m sitting here, on my bed.

Overthinking..

It has made water well up behind my eyes.

I over think, over think, I can’t think.

 

Wah..

You are still not mine.

I haven’t even kissed you yet.

 

Who are those girls?

Who is that girl?

Who..

I am thinking about, those girl whom you’ve kissed.

I am thinking about, those bodies whom you’ve undressed.

 

Wah..

You are not mine.

 

Listen, let me whisper…

“It is ok, tasting them.. I don’t mind you tasting those bodies, tasting those lips in memory of your body and your mouth.”

…but still, I can’t hold my self, my vein, sssshhh….my heart, lub dub lub dub, getting cold, when I think about her hands in your hair, her lips against yours, her mind in your mind.

 

I walk away.

I walk away from you.

Cause jealousy rule me.

-Jean Dral.

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