I'm quite a envious person. I'm jealous of how selfless you are. I'm jealous of how real you are. I'm jealous of your ability to make things seem effortless. I'm jealous of your confidence. I'm jealous of your love. I'm jealous of your appearance. I'm jealous of how people see you. I'm jealous of your intelligence. I'm jealous of your thoughtfulness. I'm jealous of the adventures you've had and of the ones that you will in doubtfully have in your life . I'm jealous of the relationship you have with your brother. I'm jealous of what you've been able to achieve. I'm jealous for a good reason, because I know what people think of you. I'm jealous of your first impression. I'm jealous that you had to be the older one. I'm jealous that they talk about you more. I'm jealous of your attitude. I'm jealous because I know you're a better person. I'm jealous that it's never me and I'm jealous, most of all, that you're not envious or spiteful in the least. I'm sorry.