Untitled Poetry

Eight

Love is always so kind,
except for the ones that have to watch the person they love, love someone else.
Except for those that have lost everything.
Except for the ones that are confused about who they should or shouldn't love.
Except for the ones that have never experienced passion.
Except for the ones that cry at night because they have no one to help them through their pain.
Except for the ones that no one cares about.
But alas,
love is so kind to the ones that don't deserve it.