It's not jealousy. Maybe .. surprising? At the same time, it's not. Maybe it's just disbelief. Disbelief you used to be so insecure about things like this, and I'm here watching you do the same. I don't have a hatred feeling towards them, that's how I know I'm not jealous. Today, I forgot about the first. It didn't occur important to me. Remember you asked me if you were a flirt? I answered full-heartedly yes. My answer doesn't change. Do what you want, but people can't mend the wounds they single handedly made.