Jealousy flows through me,

like a constant throb of pain,

yet I lay here almost completely numb.

Remind myself that jealousy,

is the very thing I hate,

but yet I hold it within me.
Wish. It. Would. Stop.
Wish. It. Would. Just. Go. Away.
Much unlike the first snowfall,

that hits the ground and quickly fades away,

You can't cease this emotion,
can't make it just go away.