You're single.
You flirt.
You're not a playboy.
But when you talk to girls, I swear I get so jealous.
I never knew what jealousy was.
Because of your actions,
Because of a promise with another man,
I'm confused
I don't know what to do
I wna fly there so effing bad.
Baby, please wait for me.
Stop making me so sad and jealous.
I love you. <3

