Silent Hatred

Is my feeling... I see you smile and it's Suddenly worth it. Why is it never your fault? No-one to blame but Him. Jealousy is just a word, In my case; Hate is a feeling. I don't know him, but I Know you. To have you laugh makes it Worthwhile; To see him hurt makes it Worthwhile. Different feelings, different people. My silent hatred is creeping Up to overthrow my warmth. I don't want to say it but He will. That doesn't make him Deserve it. But do I? All I know is when I see You, I'm fine, but when I just Think about him, I am in Agony with silent hatred.