By Daniella Djiogan
Jealousy isn’t the answer, but it’s hard to avoid.
It’s always there, hidden in the midst of your goodness,
In every smile, and hug
You know it’s there because when she walks away,
It immediately turns to a frown.
You occasionally curse (in your mind of course)
But then you start to wonder about yourself.
When did it start?
Since when did you start harboring such feeling of hatred?
Was it because of that guy you both liked?
Or that job?
Or her supposedly better life?
Or that extra something you lack?
Regardless, she’s your friend
You chose to be her friend
It wasn’t an obligation
If you hate her, break up your friendship
It’s not worth having a fake relationship.