am jealous of the rain that touches your skin
jealous of the moon that stares at you all night
jealous of the stars you see when you close your eyes
jealous of someone whose lips speak your name
Jealous of the time you always chase and wouldn't want to miss
Jealous of that space next to you occupied by someone else
Jealous of that smile you give to someone else.
Jealous ofthat someone else you remember when it was me with you in this place
Ohhh, this is death slowly putting me to rest 🙄
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very heartfelt with strong emotions. Thanks for sharing Emily.