This is how I feel all the time
Jealousy
Of the people who are brave enough to do what I can't
I can't.
This feeling creeps into my life almost every day
That I am wasting my life and they're riding high
I can't be happy for anyone
I'm too jealous.
It's painful.
It's painful.
All I can do is watch
And push my feelings away
Try to tell myself that I'll be brave enough next time
But
I won't.
I won't.
Jealousy
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thriller novels and other methods of swinging from chandeliers
july - tea lights - unfortunate events of spilling red wine - barnes and noble
wednesday evening licking stains from wood and climbing on bookcases and jumping in pools that aren't ours -
ring fingers (fruit juice)
i've decided on mango.
windy peaks of frosted milkshakes
she writes her name in sunscreen on the walls.
sips frothy milk at gleaming countertops, then
flips people off with her ring finger in the sand-
it's simply too much -
for you, for me
avocados, pears, forget-me-nots.
she twirls out a list and smiles.
dental floss. chapstick for me.
don't forget avocados
i already wrote that, see?
mangos, conditioner, a new coat.
she bites her lip.
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