My new poem, titled “Torn Threads of Affection,” draws inspiration from two poignant sources. The first is Labrinth’s hauntingly beautiful song “Jealous,” which has the power to reshape our understanding of love, revealing the delicate balance between love and jealousy. I’ve listened to this song a million times and profoundly wondered about the meaning of its lyrics and the wild passions they evoke. 

The second inspiration comes from the dynamic between two high school students who are best friends; they share classes, lunch breaks, and spend quality time together. The young man’s deep affection for the girl is undeniable; yet it is his friend who receives her love, touch, and passion, creating a bittersweet tension in their relationship. The rest is a story untold, or a tapestry of moments yet to be revealed.😊

“Torn Threads of Affection”

Weighed down by the human hand,
That draws close to your body, 
Reaching deeper than my fingers ever could.
I lament how he shattered your garment, 
A place where my shadow has never tread.
In his grasp, your will was silenced.
He stole your essence in the darkest of nights.
It is his touch you idolize, his image you memorize.
Inside, I wither like a flower in winter’s grasp.

I’ve offered you treasures coming from undiscovered lands,
And guided you to untraveled paths.
I crafted memories that dance in your heart,
And to move the fabric of your soul.
I starved my desires so your hunger could fade,
And spilled my lifeblood so your heart would beat on.
It wounds my heart that my offerings go unseen.
The silent burdens I’ve carried for your sake
are buried in the shadows of your indifference.

I feel the sadness in the way you light up for him, 
Though I’ve given my all just to see you smile each day.
Consumed by jealousy as you text him endlessly,
At dawn when you rise, at midnight before sleep calls.
It stings to know you spend more time with him than with me, 
After all this love I’ve carried through the years.
He shattered your trust,
Leaving you to rebuild in the ruins of betrayal.
Where will you seek solace now?
Who will bring you comfort in a world where doubts bloom like wildflowers?

I envy the nights he shares with you, 
Every moment you lie beside him, 
Every smile you give that he takes for granted, 
Every breath exchanged while he’s unkind to your warmth.
He doesn’t treat you with the gentleness I offer.
I can’t help but wonder— is this love?
His heart lacks the depth of the love I hold for you.
Though you seek warmth in fleeting moments,
I hold the light of a love that is true.