I knew walking back into that house I was putting myself in a situation I would regret but I just had to be around you when he wasn’t there. You started getting to me by asking why I didn’t put out and calling me prude. If only you knew that you were the reason I didn’t want to do that because you were there and I know you would have said something when we came out. Even everytime we would kiss you would say good game to him like what does that mean? I think the worst was when you said he’s my boy I know more than you think. If I was even a little buzzed I would have lashed out. It was the perfect moment to pull you aside and really talk to you but I didn’t. I knew I would have gotten out of control screaming about how that could have been you driving me home and being with me and how well I would’ve treated you and how much I’m still crazy for you and how I don’t buy your said puppy dog attitude or the fact that she ditched you in fact in happy she did because you got a taste of your own medicine I wish I would have said that to your face too. But It was too small of a group so it would have been noticeable if I had pulled you outside. Then he would have come looking for me like he did and he would have known then just by seeing us that he had lost me or was losing me or maybe never had me. The sad thing is I want you to have me but he’s still holding most of me without his knowledge.