Envy

Sometimes I wish I never loved at all...

I wish I could be ...
Eternal as summer's fireflies...
Warm as autumn zephyrs...
Unchanging as skies above...

To forget and lose meaning in all that has been said...
To let all these die and never feel the same way again...
To be able to look back and feel nothing...
What bliss that must be... I am jealous...