jealousy

Forgive me for becoming quiet,
disappearing for a while.
I’m still learning
how to celebrate your brilliance
without comparing it to mine.
I know someday I’ll drink to both of us
once I trust my beauty and talent,
appreciate it on its own.

Let’s grow apart for a while,
blooming in beautiful, surprising ways -
One day we’ll both end up in Pike Place Market
arranged into the same bouquet -
two different flowers, two vibrant colors,
together brightening a stranger’s day.