Monday, February 6, 2017


I'm jealous of the rain that falls upon your skin. It's closer than my hands have been
I'm jealous of the wind. That ripples through your clothes. It's closer than your shadow.
I wished you the best of all this world could give and I told you when you left me, there's nothing to forgive. But I always thought you'd come back, tell me all you found was heartbreak and misery. It's hard for me to say, I'm jealous of the way you're happy without me. 
As I sink in the sand, watch you slip through my hands. Oh, as I die here another day, 'Cause all I do is cry behind this smile...

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