[FM] 39 - Jealousy
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Jealousy and me, we’re better friends ‘n I care to allow. Every time she goes to meet a client, it starts eatin’ away at me slow and painful. Gives birth to any multitude of foulness in me I ain’t proud to admit to.
It makes me hate her. Puts murder in my heart to any man that’s seen her or touched her…felt the heat of her flushed skin, seen those silky berry lips part in passion, the sweat on their skin dried by the warm caress of her breath gasping their name.
I hate her for giving that to other men that’ll never hold those moments where I do. I downright despise her for the fact that she’ll never understand that every body she’s ever touched kills me a little every day.
Worst of all, I hate myself ‘cause I’m too much the coward to stop her. I ain’t got the guts to share that poison I let swallow me every time I know she’s given herself to someone that’ll never care what they got…never know what price another man would pay for just a single second of the sweetness they tasted.
And I hate us both for knowin’ everything we got to say to each other, and the fact that we never let it come out our mouths in words…I hate the walls the world washes through, but keep me out and away from the only thing I really want.
Guess in the end? All jealousy really boils down to is hate…the kind that folks can only feel for the people in the world that they just can’t live without.
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Jealousy and me, we’re better friends ‘n I care to allow. Every time she goes to meet a client, it starts eatin’ away at me slow and painful. Gives birth to any multitude of foulness in me I ain’t proud to admit to.
It makes me hate her. Puts murder in my heart to any man that’s seen her or touched her…felt the heat of her flushed skin, seen those silky berry lips part in passion, the sweat on their skin dried by the warm caress of her breath gasping their name.
I hate her for giving that to other men that’ll never hold those moments where I do. I downright despise her for the fact that she’ll never understand that every body she’s ever touched kills me a little every day.
Worst of all, I hate myself ‘cause I’m too much the coward to stop her. I ain’t got the guts to share that poison I let swallow me every time I know she’s given herself to someone that’ll never care what they got…never know what price another man would pay for just a single second of the sweetness they tasted.
And I hate us both for knowin’ everything we got to say to each other, and the fact that we never let it come out our mouths in words…I hate the walls the world washes through, but keep me out and away from the only thing I really want.
Guess in the end? All jealousy really boils down to is hate…the kind that folks can only feel for the people in the world that they just can’t live without.
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