Jealousy
I'm sick to my stomach
watching you hold her
and caress her hair
I won’t say a word
trying to be pleasant,
keeping my mouth shut
Inside I long for that smile
the one you use to give me..
I still see that smile
aiming at her
eyes sparkling like never before
and mine tearing up as I turn away in disgust.
Thinking of that time
when you held me
when you cared
you were my prince charming
I still smile at that memory
then her face pops up in my mind
as reality takes its place
you don’t even notice me anymore
it will never be like it was before…
Copyright © Jenna Bird | Year Posted 2010
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