When you moved on to someone new,
All I could do was to envy her.
My eyes envied her, seeing the way you look at her,
My ears envied her, listening to the affection in your voice when you call her name,
My tears envied her, knowing how you make her laugh,
My skin envied her, realising now she gets to feel your touch,
My lips envied her, for the fact that every kiss of yours is now destined to be with her.
I envy her for the experience of her love loving her back.