Lucky are they

Lucky is the person you compliment,

While I begged and cried just to be noticed.

Lucky is the person whose hand you hold,

While you refused to hold mine.

Lucky is the person you kiss,

While I always had to lean in for you.

Lucky is the person who gets your calls,

While you ignored mine.

Lucky is the person who gets your messages,

While mine were left on seen.

Lucky is the person who isn’t hurt by your words,

While I cried and lost my self-esteem.

I lost myself in this relationship.

I gained nothing.

I hope whoever is lucky truly feels lucky.

by C⛤