Paranoia.

1 hour.
She didn't text back.

She doesn't love me.
She doesn't care about me.
Everything she said was a lie.
The world is crashing.
A guy posts on her facebook, Call me.
A guy comments on her photos
She responds :) <3.

Jealousy is a wicked demon which stands on my back prodding me with it's trident and singes my flesh with his tail of fire.

She messages,

Salvation
It's true.
Well spend our lives together.
She loves me
She yearns for me.
I'm all she ever needed.

I think I'm fucking PARANOID.