Hurt Inc.

When the moon calls its precious ones,
I aint surprised,
to find i aint there,
i used to be, sometime back,
but ive accepted reality!
When the sun shares its setting splendor,
with the ones it calls by name,
i can only watch from the sidelines
and smile despite my hurt!
When love visits its owners,
tho i wait by my door,
and peep thro the windows,
it passes by, nigh stepping on my toes,
hurrying to a fair one!
I grumble no more,
I fuss no more,
when my heart is dealt a blow,
I take a bow,
and exit the stage!