my favourite human

I'm a jealous person — unintentionally of course. It's something I'm working on.
But I'm not jealous of you.
(I guess that means you really are my favourite human.)
I'm overwhelmed with joy when I hear about your own joy;
Your new group of friends,
Your boy you found who adores you,
 Your new adventures.
It makes me smile when I see that you're happy.
(I guess this is what real friendship is.)

I'm an anxious person — unintentionally of course. It's something I'm working on.
I'm anxious about you and me.
(I guess that means you really are my favourite human.)
I'm anxious when I hear about
Your new group of friends,
Your boy you found who adores you,
Your new adventures.
I'm anxious when I see that you're happy.
(Is this what real friendship is?)

I don't want to be
forgotten
I hope it's not my
fault
I should have been a better
friend
I want to remain your
favourite human.