I watch you kiss him; <br />holding him like he was me. <br />I watch you laugh, <br />a laugh that was once mine. <br /> <br />You walk hand in hand; <br />each holding a portion of my heart. <br />As you separate it falls, <br />torn and discarded. <br /> <br />You told me I was difficult, <br />you told me I was wrong. <br />I told you I was myself <br />and nothing more. <br /> <br />With eyes of daggers <br />I watch him. <br />I watch him steal the kisses <br />that belong to me. <br /> <br />I watch you hold him <br />with arms that are mine. <br />I watch you. <br /> <br />My thoughts snap free; <br />scaring me to reality. <br />You were never mine, <br />you belonged to yourself. <br /> <br />You were never an object, <br />save one. <br />You were always <br />the object of my affection. <br /> <br />I watch him <br />with eyes of envy. <br />I turn and walk away, <br />green monster whispering his counsel.<br /><br />Brian Hinckley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/eyes-of-envy/
