I won't lie to you—
I notice
when someone else
looks at you
the way I do.
And something inside me
tightens a little.
Not enough
to control you—
but enough
to remind me
how much you matter.
Because I know
you're not easy to find.
You're not just
another face,
another voice,
another temporary feeling.
You're rare.
And rare things
aren't meant
to be treated casually.
So yes—
I get jealous sometimes.
But not in a way
that cages you.
In a way
that makes me choose you
even harder.
In a way
that makes me stay
instead of react.
Because love
isn't about ownership.
It's about trust.
And I trust you.
But I also…
want you.
In a way
that isn't quiet.
In a way
that doesn't pretend
this is something small.
So if you ever wonder
how I feel—
look at the way
I hold myself back
just enough
to respect you…
but never enough
to hide
that I'm falling for you.