Novel & Cerita Poetry About Jealousy

Single. I feel no hot surge of jealousy. I dissect that emotion, as I have all others. Jealousy implies a fear of loss, a recognition that another’s claim might supersede your own. I do not fear. I assess. This man is not a threat to my possession; he is a new variable in my equation. The question is one of application. How best to utilize him?

“Man, my door? They can't be that dangerous; they are people I know and simply acted out of jealousy. Oh shit, I just let out that I knew who they were. “Oh, now you're opening up, but there's something you need to know about jealousy: it drains the blood, and until it convinces itself there's nothing to be jealous of, it gets rid of all that's in its way; it's like cancer.” “Hmmm, you sound like you've been betrayed before.” “If you lived in my world, you'd know jealousy is just a fickle excuse, but it births betrayal.” “Let me go, so I won't have to be part of your world.” “I'm sorry, but you're already part of it.” “What do you mean I'm part of it?” “I'll fill you in with more details; fo

I never thought that jealousy struck me this damn bad again. . c.m. louden

I stepped back and began unbuttoning my shirt with deliberate patience, each movement measured as though time itself was something I could command, because dominance lived inside unhurried confidence. When my shirt fell to the floor, followed by my belt, the metallic sound echoed softly inside the room like a promise that had not yet decided whether it would become pleasure or discipline. Her gaze followed me carefully. “You are not being punished because you are weak,” I told her. “You are punished because jealousy woke inside me when another man believed he had access to you.” Her lips parted slightly. “And jealousy is dangerous,” I continued slowly, “because jealousy lives more comfortabl

Instead, he asked her gently, “Are you jealous?” Ruth stilled for a moment. Now that Abel exposed her thoughts, some of her fight left her body, but she still refused to accept defeat. “Excuse me?! Do you even know what jealousy means? It means I’m feeling threatened because I’m insecure! Only women who aren’t confident will get jealous when they see other women who are prettier and better than they are! She’s just an artist from Grand Empire. She’s not even as pretty and rich as I am! Why should I be jealous?!” Abel chuckled, and his eyes were so filled with love that a person could drown in them.

My heart broke, why did I even try to go away from him when he isn't even coming to me. My insides burn with jealousy , I want to drag that bitch away from my husband. God, I want to hate my husband so so fucking bad. "Meera child, lets go you won't make me unhappy, right?" I heard him and my ears rang as siren, I didn't protest when he took me to the centre of stage. I just couldn't do anything. I couldn't do anything when his hands are on my bare shoulder. My breathing labored. I can't breathe.

The obsession still lived in his heart. The madness still burned in his soul. And the jealousy… It still thrashed violently through his veins, poisoning every beat of his heart.

But my reflection doesn't listen. Because the truth is staring back at me. I'm jealous. Painfully, ridiculously jealous. And the worst part? I'm not sure how much longer I can pretend I'm not.

But my reflection doesn't listen. Because the truth is staring back at me. I'm jealous. Painfully, ridiculously jealous. And the worst part? I'm not sure how much longer I can pretend I'm not.

The usual jealousy where one person is having a series of thoughts and feeling as well as reaction after seeing or thinking a possible threat to a relationship. People doesn't really care of the type of jealousy they were feeling. They just want to make the source of it disappeatr or ruined. In the end, all they know was... Jealousy may sound nice, but once you feel it for yourself... It is on par with those words as hell. And the word Jealousy perfectly fit the lady that's reaction is award winning. It's like she wants to shred the picture just to see the lady in the picture be in ruin. She wants to snatch it from the hand and just destroy that piece of paper.