jealousy

Its like wanting a jacket for a month, then one day you see some girl with that jacket. Its like wanting a facebook, then your best friend gets one and you still don't have one. Its like playing with your older sisters new phone. Its like staring at your crush, then remembering he is your friends boyfriend. It feels like getting punched in the stomach or smacked in the back of the head. Its a taste of reality, and it tastes like cough syrup. It irritates your insides like a fly irritates a horse. It attracts your attention like a bee notices a flower. Then you chase it like a dog chasing after a cat. In your mind it becoming your possession makes more sense then zipping a zipper. You absolutely need it like Tigger needs his stripes. But alas, its like a chicken wishing to fly. It could never be and it never will be. Jealousy.