I am okay when other people try and be friendly with you. I never mind. But when she gets near you I do not get jealous - I get hurt. It might be such a small thing, laughing at her jokes but I am protective of what is rightfully mine in the first place. To be honest I may have many best friends over my lifetime but you're my favorite. The very best. Just letting her hug you made me think I'm not the best in your eyes the same way you are to me. You've hurt me - and I don't want to say anything because I do not know how to begin telling you at all.
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