I am a little jealous
when I see how he puts his arm around you
without you looking for it

and I suppose in a way
I envy your new kitchen
and your big backyard

the way you have friends over for dinner
and go to bed just a little drunk
the sex comes easy and so do you

the trips you take, sometimes by car
sometimes by plane
photos with your heads close together, smiles

I bet he still says I love you at night
before you fall asleep
before you start to dream

but I don’t want your life
I really don’t
it’s true