I was busy reaching you,
You were busy holding her hands.
I was always here waiting for you,
While you were on her side.
I was fine seeing you,
While you were so happy staring at her.
It hurts me so well,
But what matters is your feelings anyway.
One day, you noticed me,
And I was so damn happy.
Expecting you realize its me,
But then I was sorry, you were hurt so you approached me.
You spend your days with me,
For you it was forgetting her.
But for me its hope,
That you would definitely love me.
I hoped, I wished,
But I think stars aren't always granting wishes.
For no matter what I do,
It was her name you have in your vocabulary.
I was busy staring at you,
While you were happy that you were together again.
Now you will call me martyr?
No. Its just me, I fall, I fell, it's just that on the person who's not for me.
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