Taste of Jealousy
It use to be bad
A jerk, that disguises
Blocking, waves of caring
Isolates anyone else
Finally, a day to be realized
But it was too late
She had ironed her wall
He regretted, and regretted
Till the first tear that told him
The truth of all time
The years he had,
Not one, but three
Faded emotions that's left
For him, only
He faced, the taste of sour
And the taste of jealousy