Love

Im not jealous of her Neither of him But I'm jealous of what they have Love There is this burning feeling of wanting to be loved And yet I miss it I long to it Love I look at them, and its not yet it They're not there just yet But I think that what they were destined to have Love I want it I crave it, Im dying Ionging for it Love But I just watch Blooming, growing, prospering Hypnotizing Love Something I'll never have The reality of feeling it The numb pain coming with it Love I recognize it Miss it, help it Can't have  it Love I guess I'm just impossible to fall for But what others have is not it And yet I still crave it Love It's described to be without erotic touch Real, but without fulfillment Hard to find and searched for Love The confusion it gives them The madness it makes them go through That's what I want Love that I'll never have