I am Jealous

I am jealous.
Of the person you call friend.
Of the person you love dearly.
Of the person you'll fight till the end.

I am jealous.
When the shining of your eyes brings the picture of a different face.
When your love for her is too huge for me to ever erase.

I am jealous.
Of her heart. Her happiness. Her soul.
And of every possible thing she on you can control.
I'll cry an infinity of tears before I can be consoled.

I am jealous.
Furious at the fact you don't love me.
Torn apart at the sight of you with her.
My heart broken when you don't speak to me.

I am jealous.
So incredibly and extremely jealous.
Passionately, Angrily, obsessively.
Simply...jealous.