
Yet he was jealous, though he did not show it, For jealousy dislikes the world to know it.
- Lord Byron.
- Lord Byron.
I know I'm supposed to be happy for you, but I really am not. Because I know, that the same thing might never happen to me. Whatever happened to you, I had wished and dreamt of it ever occuring to me. It never did. So it really hurts for me to see you so happy. Selfish, I know. You have people caring, loving, yearning for and to be with you. You're not emo, you only claim to. You're not lonely, you only want to be.
My friend, I'm glad you're happy now but whenever you're feeling fked up, I hope that you'll choke on your misery. That's envy talking.