I’ve never really been jealous of anything, except maybe people with fast cars. But every day I find myself jealous of the things that make up your day. I’m jealous of the coffee you drink, because it has the taste of your lips. I’m jealous of your pillow at night, because it holds all your secrets. I’m jealous of all your blankets, because they’re tangled up in you. I’m jealous of the stars outside your window, because they get to watch you sleep. I’m jealous of all your distractions, because they have your time over me. I’m jealous of the things that keep you awake, because lately I don’t
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