sometimes, I get jealous of the smallest things. The air in which you breathe The friends you're with in the moment The strangers you smile or nod at The cars which get so much of your attention- I know how pathetic I sound. I know. but there are days I feel jealous of everything around you. There are nights where I lie in bed and even wonder if I am enough for you. There are moments where I know you chose someone over me, and there are moments where I know someone beside you today made you laugh, and I couldn't. Someone got to see your smile today. Someone got to hear your laugh and your voice. Someone got to experience life near you Someone got to exist beside you Without having to miss you. and meanwhile I am here trying to not feel what I don't want to feel. Trying to not feel jealous of all the people who don't even realize how good they have got it. They are a part of a life that I can't be in fully in yet. And I guess that angers me. But I am pathetic. I sit in bed and wait. And wait. And I guess you see it sometimes too, we wait. Yet why does it make me angry.