Him & I

Why does it bother me? Each time her face flashes in front of me, I am all overwhelmed. But why? She was there for him, when I wasn't. She took care of him, when I didn't. She loved him, when I coilcoul even love myself.
Am I jealous?
No, I'm not.
Am I insecure?
Maybe.
But that isn't the core of this entangling, overwhelming emotion.
Maybe it's the possessiveness. Maybe it's the feeling that I own him and only I can be there for him, no one else.
Is this feeling right?
No, it isn't.
I don't own him. I don't own anyone. Even if I do own anything in this universe, it's just myself.
And I have to own it.
I will.
I will let him go.