I'm jealous of everyone who gets to smile at you today.
I'm jealous of everything your hands touch.
I'm jealous of the sun, because it gets to touch you and I can't.
I'm jealous of your bed, because it gets to hold you and comfort you to sleep.
I'm jealous of your clothes, because they get to caress your every curve.
But most of all, I'm jealous that I don't get to see you, and they do.
I miss you.
