They say
Green eyes
Mean jealously
but they're wrong.
For red
is the color
I see when I think
Of him,
With her.
Red,
Is the color
Of the flames
That flare
Whenever
Together, They walk near.
My heart
Not my eyes
Feels hot,
Reckless,
When I dream
Of him.
My heart
Aches
When I remember
What we had
Before she
Came to steal
What was not hers
To take.
My brain
Not my eyes
Thinks of
All the ways
I could kill her,
Slowly,
Painfully. That
is what
Jealously is .
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