Friday, November 09, 2007

Stalking

Jealousy is my least favorite feeling...

Sick to my stomach, the nausea grows with every laugh and smile and hug.
He's mine.
I know this.
I'm not afraid that he'll turn to her.

...But the territorial female in me riles up, even though I know that there is no real threat to us as an "us". I want to cling closer, kiss harder, glare more threateningly; I want to hiss "Back off!" at her, even though I know that she is not really advancing. It's hard to be attached to someone who is attractive to members of the opposite sex. You never know if they're being staked out.

Insecurities in myself don't help either; knowing in my heart that he'll never leave me, but finding my mind wandering to those places that leave me utterly broken...Compound those with the giggling and the inside jokes and the shared interests that I do not share with him. It's a torment that I create for myself.
Damn me.

2 Comments:

Blogger chessum said...

I am so with you girl...I actually did hiss "back off" once. It didn't go over real well - I wouldn't suggest it! Hang in there - it takes years to find your security - he will hang with you until you do!!! Chin up! I miss you and am getting sappy and reminicent.

7:34 PM  
Blogger jbgrinch said...

Merry Christmas

9:13 AM  

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