Jealous Questions

I can hear your voice.

In the distance running towards me.

Through the pouring rain.

Do you really love her the same?

I open my eyes again.

Nobody here but me, lonely and empty.

Did I ever have a chance.

Or was it her fate to be with you?

How could our love fall.

A link as strong as we felt dissolved in moments.

My emotions flat line as yours leap.

Is it her eyes? Is it her smile?

I don't deserve you or your love.

Why did you leave?

I pray I will catch a fleeting glimpse of you.

As you order your morning coffee here as you always do.

Will you even recognise me?

The End

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