jealous of the moon.

by alittlelove

Sometimes I am just plain jealous of people who own a grand piano.

[i also get jealous of people who say they are in love.]

but then I remind myself that there is always a grand piano to play somewhere(you just have to find it)…
and that I’ve been planting flowers for the right boy, they just haven’t bloomed yet.

(and that it is really wrong to be jealous)