It is a horrible shade
something I thought
that I would never be,
but for you
I see jealousy.
I am jealous of the air
that fills your lungs,
that hears you breath,
and carries the sound
of your heart beats.
I am jealous of the rain
that makes you smile
while you run a mile,
touching your skin,
sweet intermingling
sweat moistening.
I am jealous of the night sky
that sees you come alive,
knows where you lie,
so that it can visit you at night.
I am jealous of time
spent to see you grow,
got to get to know
your heart, and experiences,
your art, and deviances,
your dreams,
from the cradle to now.
I am jealous of the heart
that held you first,
that hurt you worse,
knowing that I could never
commit such a crime,
could never waste such a fine mind,
I find time to despise
that male shaped guise
who swindled your younger heart
before I ever got to be a part
of your life.
Nov 28, 2015
Nov 28, 2015 at 5:18 PM UTC
It is a horrible shade
something I thought
that I would never be,
but for you
I see jealousy.
I am jealous of the air
that fills your lungs,
that hears you breath,
and carries the sound
of your heart beats.
I am jealous of the rain
that makes you smile
while you run a mile,
touching your skin,
sweet intermingling
sweat moistening.
I am jealous of the night sky
that sees you come alive,
knows where you lie,
so that it can visit you at night.
I am jealous of time
spent to see you grow,
got to get to know
your heart, and experiences,
your art, and deviances,
your dreams,
from the cradle to now.
I am jealous of the heart
that held you first,
that hurt you worse,
knowing that I could never
commit such a crime,
could never waste such a fine mind,
I find time to despise
that male shaped guise
who swindled your younger heart
before I ever got to be a part
of your life.
