Envy
You live by your own world gasping for air to breathe.

You live by the choice you’ve made,
wandering everywhere, fulfilling every single wish of yours.

Standing by the corner of this space,

I envy you by far.


Seeing you laugh by the joke of others.

Seeing you smile by the people who colours up your life.

Seeing you envy others while i envy yours.

The path you walk along the isle,
i smell your lovely scent from behind.

I envy you by far.


You are lovely in your own ways.
Your actions speak louder than the word pretty. You’re pretty in every definition and you vanish all ambiguity that speak of others.

You are pretty and if i were to see more of you, i have to be breathing more than i usually do.
To calm myself, to convince myself that i can take such prettiness.
Because of all these, i envy you.