Can you see how jealous I am? Do you even care enough to see?
What am I thinking? O f course you care. I see the secretive glances you steal when you think no one is watching. I hear it in your voice when you talk to me. I feel it in your touches when you brush your hand against mine.
But do you know how much I hate seeing you surrounded by people who can talk to you and can pretend to have a normal conversation? I wish that I could do that? I want to be the one to make you smile when you have been frowning. I want to see your eyes light up when I want in the room.
My jealousy is getting the better of me. It is drawing me to action that will only hurt me. I must resist.
I am a Green Rider, sworn to my king and country in a service to protect and help maintain the peace. I can never forget that. I take pride in that even if my heart yearns for something different.
I am very jealous.