Love lolol

All along, it was just my envy that made me say stupid things about love.

All I ever wanted was for them to love me, although, because I'd thought they'd be better with someone else, It made me resent to the entire idea of love. It made me envious of those who can get whoever they want. They were the only person that made me feel this, and yet, I can't be with them. If not them, then who else? Who else will make me feel this, This swirly feeling in me. 

It was never meant to be, no matter how much I try, what I did in the past tainted my chances of being with them. No matter how much I try to be a better person to them.