You win the lottery,
I find a penny.
You run out of ideas,
I’ve got many.

I was the best for you,
You seemed to be the best for me.
I gave you my heart,
What you returned was infested with fleas.

You had it all,
I thought I did too.
But now it seems that what I really had,
Was completely untrue.

It was all too easy,
For you to move on.
For me, on the other hand,
My feelings are not so quickly withdrawn.

I trusted you with my prized possession,
And now all I can do is see…
That this relationship was entirely based,
On a lucky you, and an unlucky me.