Dinner of 3 With Jealousy
Speechless, so speechless even my script is blank
in wake of a promise to uphold
What else is there for me to say
besides relying on a list of all my best read lines
but U Have amnesia
I have nothing, only a far away gaze
to steal my attention, my focus
to the scenery beyond the window
Amidst a perfect Friday laid in wait an abstract Saturday
now this, a Sunday, I want it to be over
For a fleeting moment I found myself jealous
found myself having a dinner of 3 with jealousy
the reason: a name, a place, a person
wrapped into an inadvertent competitor against me
Paris...Paris, the romantic capitol of France
Paris, the dream destination of every woman
who has never laid eyes upon it
Paris who's been Esmeralda's confidant
her best friend, her affection in my year long absence
so how do I stack up against him, I don't know
We're in two different leagues
though I feel I fall too and far beneath
I've heard the name just not the person nor the city
still I fear completely of falling in second place
of being shunned away, kicked to the curve
the man who can be moved
Hey, Jealousy
a word to you
please just leave me be
Hey, Jealousy
a word to you
Goodbye
be gone from, me
Jealousy
Copyright © Andrus Cassian | Year Posted 2016
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