Jealousy is an ugly attachment. It divides, splits the heart in half
between the one true and the plethora of smaller “lesser” hearts of
amistad. How to manage love in multitudes is the trick. One false step;
perhaps in the form of a eye battered, or a slight twink of a lip, or
even in the simplest gesture of human generosity- hugs! and all that has
been built up between the respected parties crumbles. Lying in shambles
awaiting only the downrise of the next day only to be rebuilt, rectified.
And then the cycle repeats within. As I said the trick is how to manage
love. Tis not an easy thing, but in the end all the love one receives is
needed- whether amistad or amour- if ever jealousy is to be overwrot.