Jealousy

It's the feeling I get when I see you talk to an ex.

It's the feeling I get when you touch someone other than I.

It's the feeling I get when I can't make you laugh, but everyone else can.

It's the feeling that I get all the time.

It won't go away.

It's stuck.

Like a wanderer of a desert in quicksand.

I can't change my feelings no matter how hard I try, and I try harder than the knife that wants to cut my gentle soft skin.

I try to brush it off as easily as learning a new word, but the thing is, it's not so easy.

Jealousy...

It's a monster.

I'm a monster.

And Its slowly eating me alive.

But I just can't help the fact

That I'm scared

To lose

You.