The days where
I just simply sat
And enjoyed the weather
Started to become
Days I hated most

Seeing all those happy couples
Casually strolling about
Holding hands
Softly teasing each other
It made me jealous

Every now and then
I would catch sight
Of those couples
That just matched perfectly
And I would become livid

I constantly asked myself
"Did we ever look that great?"
And all I'd hear is
"You two matched so well
It made me jealous"

Then tears would cloud my vision
I'd stare at the ground
I didn't want to see those couples
Or their happy smiles
I just wanted to be alone

But not really
I wanted to be those couples
The happy ones
Who matched so well
Looked good together

Once I calmed down
I'd watch those couples
And ask myself
"Would we be able
To do those things again?"