I am so tired of the jealousy.
You do what you want, and I let you.
I let you because I want you to know I trust you again.
I want you to know that you can trust me, too.

What have I ever done,
that makes you so insecure in yourself?
What I have done that stops you believing me
when I tell you the truth?

You were the one who ruined this. Not me.