With Her Poem by Marissa Hollis

He is with her.
I am not.
I'm alone,
closed up in my room,
so so angry.
He texts,
'I love you more than anything in the world, little bear :) '
Sometimes that is just too hard to believe.

Why are we having so many problems?
And its mostly because of her.
I'm jealous.
I know it.
But I haven't admitted it,
to him.

Why won't he just fix this?
As much as I want that
I would never make him
do that.
I couldn't do that.

Now what do I do?
-moti 8-16-09