The way his hands hug her shoulder,
Tells me of what I wanted, yet I cannot hold.
Trying to stay away, but the thought of her draws me in closer.
A different kind of torture, I'm foiled.
I want to scream, I want to fight,
I want to show the anger I hold inside.
I want to curl into a ball and cry,
At the thought of being forgotten while they stay side by side.
I envy him and the way their bond grows,
The admiration in their eyes and the way it blooms.
And here I stand alone, stuck in a sea
With the feeling of jealousy, growing more and more,
That deep pain that I can't ignore.
I wish to be him and take his place,
For I know she'll ignore me just the same,
No matter how much I plead.
© davidsaju