Possessive

I am getting annoyed... When I first read her poems I felt a bit bad that she wasn't the one she loved. I felt bad for being so happily in love with the boy she wanted so badly. But, after a while, it became irritating to see her stories and poems about my boyfriend. And now, I find myself growing increasingly possessive.

A little voice in my mind keeps growling and hissing whenever I read her poems and prose. Because I know, I know she is talking about him and he is mine.

Of course, I don't own him. I can't he's a person and he is just as free and wild as the wind yet, at the same time, as predictable as the ocean tides.

Whenever I read her writing I feel the need to curl around my boyfriend in a protective ball and just scream that she can't have him and that she should just stop writing because it won't bring him to her. Telling the world, and him, her hopes and wishes and dreams will do nothing. Nothing except continue to make me twitch and make him find her creepy.

I suppose this means I have nothing to worry about. But at the same time... I just want to never see her write another poem or story about the boy I love again.