The other side of the fence

Wow...she is jealous...of me. Every sign is there. Sudden spikes of conversation, sugar-coated poison, motives, everything. Why does she suddenly want to talk to me when she never has before? because she thinks I've got a connection she doesn't. She thinks I'm moving in on what has always been hers. She might not even think it's me that's doing the moving. Maybe she senses him moving this way too. As friends, of course, and prolly not away from her at all, but it must still be scary. And what is she going to do about it? Like almost any high school girl, she's going to retaliate. She's going to try to shoot me down from both sides. She's going to pretend to be my friend. She's going to gain my trust. Then, she's going to put me down, make me lower than she. But, she can't let it sound intentional. That's why I haven't seen it for a while. But now the tide washes in. Everything I once did myself (years ago, of course) she is doing now. I cannot blame her. After all, look at what's at stake. The friend, the one with whom she has shared mutual affection for all these years. And then there's me. There's really nothing to be jealous of, but I can see how she would think that. What am I to do? Nothing. I'm going to be his friend just like I have been for a long time. I'm going to try to be nice to her, but I will stop listening to her hateful words. Because really...you can't mess with, or even trust, something as highly volitile, dangerous, and unstable as a jealous woman. I should know.