Jealous

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I wished you
the best of
all this world could give
and I told you
when you left me
theres nothing to forgive

Sean, she speaks. We need to talk. I nod, knowing this would come. Did it have to come so soon?

Sean, I love you. I will always love you. She holds my hand in hers, knowing this would be the last time she did.

But? I ask, hearing the unspoken words in her voice.

She sighs, but, I don't think this is our time. I'm not happy anymore. I close my eyes, willing the lump in my throat to disappear.

I open them again, staring at her angel like face. There is no hope in her eyes, no love like she once had.

I swallow, begging the pain and hurt away. If that is what you want, Kayc.

I pull my hand from hers, already missing her warmth.

I'm so sorry, Sean. A single tear falls down her face before she stands, and leaves me and my sobs behind.


A year later

I'm jealous of the rain
that falls upon your skin
it's closer than my hands have been
I'm jealous of the rain

I watch as she runs out in the rain, throwing her head back as she giggles with excitement.

She looks behind her, waiting for him to join her. He smiles at her, his eyes litghing as he watches her spin.

Her curls fall across her face. He pushes them away quickly. Taking her face in his hands, he kisses her.

She melts into him like she once did with me. I turn, walking away, as rain and tears dance together down my cheeks.

I'm jealous of the wind
that ripples through your clothes
it's closer than your shadow
im jealous of the wind

I walk behind her, watching as her hair dances with the wind. She pulls her hand from his, hugging herself tight from the cold.

He sees this, putting his arm around her and pulling her to him. She relaxes under his touch, tucking her head into his neck.

He whispers in her ear, her cheeks heating up. She smiles up at him, running her fingers across his lips.

My lips tingle with the memory of her fingers on them, causing me to look away. Anger and pain rises in my chest.

I tell them I want to go to a store close by, I won't be long. My group of friends nod, smiling and waving as I depart.

I hate her, I think to myself. I know, deep down, I'm lying. I don't hate her, the exact opposite really.

But, I always thought you'd come back
tell me all you found was
heartbreak and misery
It's hard for me to say
Im jealous of the way
you're happy without me

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