NOT HER

I have been weighed and measured
and been found wanting every time
I know I don't own your heart
Your eyes aren't even mine.
So how is it I'm punished
for a loss I never took
How should I feel
With a love not real
Eternally second best.
God I'm lonely and only wish
to feel important, to feel bliss.
Meanwhile you are biding time
Waiting for your day
to be back in her arms
For decades alone I lay
I'm just your waste of time
To fill in long days
Until you're back in line
With your one, soul mate.

--Diva