I don't hate you,
I could never hate you.
I envy you.
I envy the way you look so free,
the way you could be called confident,
in the clothes people would call me bold for.
The way your good at so many things,
that I lay in your shadow,
yearning for the spotlight.
I wish I could love you,
or even just like you,
but, I can't.
Because your beautiful,
your kind,
your loved,
your perfect.
While, I'm just....
well, me.
So, I'm sorry.
Just know,
I don't hate you,
I could never hate you.
But,
I'll forever envy you.
We're drifting apart,
slowly turning away from each other,
love torn away from our souls.
It seemed the universe didn't want us together,
and we agreed,
still silently wishing we could go back,
just like it was before.