The Unwanted Tenant

The green-eyed monster lives in the swankiest unit in the apartment complex of your heart.

Why not? It can afford to live it up. It's rich from all the excesses of self-indulgence, and thus, it can live as long as it wants in your heart.

And live long it does. It's usually silent, content to be malcontent in the richness of your heart. The more your heart has to give, the more it can feed. However with its appetite insatiable, it inevitably starts to stir from within.

It feeds on all the gilded beauty that gives your golden heart its luster and in its wake leaves a trail of dross and crud. It claws at the fine finishing of the best parts of its fine dwelling leaving the denuded throbbing walls of your tender heart, raw and defenseless.

That's when it sinks its teeth into the flesh and you feel that first, unmistakable, indelible pain of jealousy.

With your system shell-shocked, the stable, steady, rhythmic beat of your heart is jolted by the erratic spasms of the green-eyed monster gnawing away at the vascular epicenter of your being, leaving it perforated, with stringy sinew where there was once handsome, sturdy, muscular walls.

Left unchecked, this creature will consume you, until you are rendered impotent and incapable of being alive. Until the apartment of your heart is condemned. Its worth far less standing that when run through a wrecking ball.

So beware the green-eyed monster. It dwells within the best part of ourselves.

And it will drive down the property values.