Jealousy isn't a feeling, it's a confession.

Men often say they're not jealous. But I don't believe it.
Jealousy isn't weakness. It's the moment when a person admits, "You are more to me than I'd like to admit."
It's not about control, it's about vulnerability. When something wild, primitive, and honest ignites within.
It's not beautiful, but it's real. There's no game, no pretense.
Sometimes jealousy proves you're alive, that you care.
The question isn't whether you're jealous—it's what you do with it.
Because jealousy can either destroy or ignite.
And when a man looks at you with that shadow in his eyes... you know it's just the beginning.