Seeing you was the only time in my life

that I ever felt the pang,

of what I was gleefully told by my best friend, was jealousy.

For two weeks you burned me up inside and the heat

was intense and stupid and it took me that fortnight to teach me

a lesson, of what is the point of the crippling state of mind

that passes itself off as an emotion;

but is just the pre-curser to slavery.

We had dated, indeed continued to do so,