I watched the lovely couple,
holding hands, joking around.
I felt it in my chest, the jealousy.
Envy. Bitterness.
It felt unfair,
How they found love.One of them felt unlovable,
The other did everything in their power to prove them wrong.
I watched them everyday as they slowly fell in love, and I couldn't help but feel jealous.
It stung, and I couldn't help it.Yet- at the same time, it was beautiful.
Beautiful how the unlovable and unloving fell so in love and let themself be loved,
Beautiful how the latter persisted, proving them wrong.I wished I could have a love as beautiful as that one.