EN*VI*OUS
adjective
It is an emotion which"occurs when a person lacks anothers superior quality, achievement or possession and either desires it or wishes that the other lacked it."
i envy the way you have the love in your heart for someone so strong you’d do anything for.
I envy the desire you have to be soulful and loving.
i envy the way she has you.
I envy the way she can lay on your chest and hear your heartbeat.
I envy the warmth you’ll feel curling up on a cold night with her.
I envy the way you’ll feel when she makes you smile because she’s silly and you love her.
I envy the love you have for him.
I envy the care that’s bonded between you two.
there’s not a day that goes by that I don’t think of you, my heart forever has this hole where it can’t be whole. that place is yours, your forever embedment into my heart and soul. I envy the love around me because I miss the love I had with you, i’m a lost soul looking for an answer on why I wasn’t good enough.
I envy the smile you get when you see her call.
I envy the chills she gives your body.
I envy the love you have for her, the way you never let her take the fall.
I envy the tale and the stories.
I envy the happiness you have with her.
I envy the longing hugs and forehead kisses.
not because I want you, because I would too, but because I want the love you have with someone.
the love you have with her.
and i don’t want always want your love, i want the love I know. my heart is shattered and I can’t handle the pain, one minute i’m fine and the next i’m crying.
I don’t wanna hurt, I wanna end it all but I can’t because I know i’m the end they can’t see me fall.
I envy the way you can confine in her.
I envy the way you see the future with her.
I envy the way you defend her.
i envy the way you hold her.
I envy the way you kiss her.
but most of all I envy the way you want her.
I desire to be wanted, I love attention. I don’t want anyone to stop being caring and kind and falling in love because I envy something. that’s selfish, everyone has their soulmate. some lose theirs, sometimes you can’t outlive the pain it puts you through but mostly you can’t out live or fill the hole and burden feeling it gives you to know the life you loved so dearly and kindly, took its own. how do you heal or piece the pieces back together when you’re missing the center. how does one put life together after seeing the center of your life, die in your sight.
soon. it will end.
soon. it will end.