Jealousy, Inadequacy
There’s no need to feel threatened.
I take condolence in the fact that you think I’m
Prettier, funnier, sexier, and better…
But I do anyway.
There’s no need to feel left out.
I’m assured when you lay beside me every night
And when I see my inbox is full of messages from you…
But I do.
Since when did I keep company with Jealousy and Inadequacy?
The heart wrenching feeling that washes over me when you’re happy but I’m not the one who put that beautiful smile on your face…
The lung crushing feeling that overcomes me when you’re proud of the work you’ve just done but I’m not the one who helped you succeed…
Why are these even issues?
The limb numbing feeling that sneaks up on me when you’re sad and no positive or motivating words come to my mind…
The eye watering feeling that bubbles to the surface when you’re doing everything you can to please me and all I do is take…
Why do they feel so strong?
I can’t express how much joy you bring to me, how happy you make me.
Even though I push you away at night I just want you to lay there with me,
Hold me, be with me, love me…
It feels like nothing I do will ever amount to what you do for me.
I won’t be able to find strength when you need it,
Passion when you yearn for it,
Understanding when you ask for it.
Is just loving you enough?
I take condolence in the fact that you think I’m
Prettier, funnier, sexier, and better…
But I do anyway.
There’s no need to feel left out.
I’m assured when you lay beside me every night
And when I see my inbox is full of messages from you…
But I do.
Since when did I keep company with Jealousy and Inadequacy?
The heart wrenching feeling that washes over me when you’re happy but I’m not the one who put that beautiful smile on your face…
The lung crushing feeling that overcomes me when you’re proud of the work you’ve just done but I’m not the one who helped you succeed…
Why are these even issues?
The limb numbing feeling that sneaks up on me when you’re sad and no positive or motivating words come to my mind…
The eye watering feeling that bubbles to the surface when you’re doing everything you can to please me and all I do is take…
Why do they feel so strong?
I can’t express how much joy you bring to me, how happy you make me.
Even though I push you away at night I just want you to lay there with me,
Hold me, be with me, love me…
It feels like nothing I do will ever amount to what you do for me.
I won’t be able to find strength when you need it,
Passion when you yearn for it,
Understanding when you ask for it.
Is just loving you enough?