jealousy is a demon
that loves to control.
it first took hold
when I saw you
giggling with her.
I hated how
you were so happy
with her, something
that I rarely saw
when you were
in my company.
I recall when you
were so happy
because you both
had similar interests.
I felt cast to the side
like a broken little doll
forgotten by its owner
who had since outgrown it.
words cannot describe
how hurt I felt
when you excluded me
from your little excursions
with her.
you started avoiding me
like I was the black death,
a virus, a plague.
was I
N O T G O O D E N O U G H ?
this is going to end up
shorter than i imagined
but that's probably better.
