Eyes green with envy and face red with rage. Your arms wrapped around her and your fingers planted on her waist.
Your lips must've been wonderful, after all those cigarettes and that beer. but you kept whispering her name, something I just couldn't bear.
While I just stood there imagining how easy it would be to race away but somehow keeping calm, the moon whispered to the stars, then they glistened and feel from the sky and I envied them terribly, because after all they were the ones who could fly.