Jealousy

My stomach turns; I feel the need to vomit. You're so sweet with her it feels like I'm forgotten. Barely even glance or talk, Haunting the path we used to walk. I want your hands on me, but not in that way. Touch me, hold me, talk. We drift away now slowly. I hesitantly let go. ... Your laugh makes me sick. Your smile makes me frown. I loathe them. I want to take their place. Cause I'm a jealous man, in every other way.