I’m jealous of you.
Insanely jealous of you.
Not only do you get to wake up next to one of the most interesting and spiritually connected people in the world, you’re the only woman who deserves to be experiencing that journey with him.
Which only makes me more jealous; you’re a talented and beautiful person who has a life that I’ll never have, and has experienced things that I probably never will.
You make it very difficult to hate you, which puts my perspective of you into the category of envious admiration. And, I believe, you’re the only woman in the world who is deserving of that from me.
You are the only person on this planet that I would ever admit to being simply, unrighteously and completely unfairly hatefully jealous of.