When I see her flirting with my boyfriend,

i wanna b*tch slap the hoe.

And then I start to think
how he could do so much better.

Then my stomach starts to hurt, 
and i feel like my heart skips 3 beats.

"Why is he with me?"
It kills me knowing everyday
he talks to other girls more then me,
his girlfriend.

I often think how easy it 
would be to not be here.

You wouldn't have to deal with anything.
Brokenhearts.
Drama.
Backstabbers.
And lots more...

I'm hating the way i'm feeling.