Jealousy is the unhealed part of you

Wishing someone would turn their eyes

On your loneliness

See the way it cuts you in pieces

And offer to stitch you back together.

Jealousy hurts because it lies to you

Tells you “they don’t love you

Don’t want you, value you, appreciate you, care,”

Exposing your wounds while twisting the truth

Saying the wound isn’t inside of you.

But that’s where it lies.

In that unhealed part of you

That sees someone with something you don’t have

And says, “That should be mine.”

But here’s the thing about jealousy

Even if you had what they had,

The wound would still be there.

To get rid of it

You have to find your own thread

And stitch your own pieces back together.