Jealous Guy

I’m jealous of your atmosphere
Of comforters that hold you near
The morning yawn with nostril flair
And pillows playing with your hair
Sunlight in your windows peaks
Of rosy red upon your cheeks
The empty spot that’s next to you
And any lover that you knew
I’m jealous of your wasted time
Of days I that may cross your mind
The chance encounter in my dreams
And every thought of you it seems!