Worry

I'm a little bit worry about Red, actually.
Maybe about us, too.
I worry if he's not happy, I worry if there's too much doubt about anything in my head.
I'm thinking about thing he said last night. It's bothers me a little, but that's my fault anyway to brought that up. Maybe I was envy and jealous knowing how he was so in love with her. But I think maybe that's what Red would felt about me and Yellow. I don't know, I'm not sure cause that kind of feelings or expression was never seen. He never told me what he's thinking about past, sometimes it bother me, wonder if that not a big deal for him cause for me that is huge.
Anyway. A part of me thinks there's something I could never win from that girl. Never.
And I know that is true.