I'm jealous of the way he smiles,
The easy charm that travels miles.
Jealous of the words he shares,
With strangers touched by casual care.I'm jealous of their stolen time,
Each laugh, each glance, a subtle crime.
Jealous of the way they see
The side of him meant just for me.Jealousy wraps me in its haze,
A bitter fog, a twisted maze.
I know it's wrong, this clinging hold,
Yet jealous thoughts burn fierce and bold.I'm jealous of the way he roams,
While I stay chained to thoughts of home.
Jealous of their careless ease,
Their lives untouched by fears like these.But jealousy's a fragile thing,
A shadow cast by love's own sting.
I must let go, let trust take flight,
And banish jealousy's endless night.Even though I'm jealous, deep inside,
I know his love's my truest guide.
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Emotions
PoetryAre emotions okay to express? Can I express mine through words or poems?