TITS.

You're never on when I am, it makes me sad.
You're always on later at night though, when everyone else happens to be on.
So you get to talk to them more than me, by a hell of a lot.
We only talk when you can call me, because I don't know what number to call.

Why am I letting this get to me so much?

I told you that I'm a jealous person, and I absolutely hate that I am.

You're way to wonderful for me to screw this up, I guess that's why I'm trying so hard to make sure it's this way. I need to stop though, I'll just go and mess things up like I always end up doing.