True Love

This is a marriage that works.
The jelly is never unfaithful.
The jelly never wants better peanut butter.
The jelly is happy with the peanut butter.
It does not come home one day to say that
it is taking it's slice of bread and leaving.
It does not shatter the peanut butter's sandwich.
It does not LIE to the peanut butter.
It does not SHIT on the peanut butter.
It does not try to be peanut butter.
It does not forget that it is jelly.
It melds with the peanut butter
and it becomes part of a sandwich.
A delicious tasty treat for the senses.
Not like that bitch ex-wife of mine.

Who are you kidding, you knew it was a metaphor.
For some reason (bitch) I just have some anger.
It is just one of those residual things.
They pass quickly, and get quicker over time.
In fact, just writing it made it pass.