The Luckiest Guy (PART 4)

Dear the luckiest guy in the world,
It is me, your unknown friend.
The series of these meaningless poems,
Tonight, it is going to end.

Our life has two sides,
One we see, other cannot be seen.
But I am writing about the blind side,
With a soul so clean.

That princess belong to you,
I was wrong, you were innocent.
You had her heart, not me,
That is what makes us different.

She was yours from the start,
But my heart was wild.
Crying for no reason,
Like a new born child.

I was wrong, thinking
There were hidden love in her eyes.
True, there were love,
But for you, with no lies.

Now she is all yours,
You deserve her not me.
As she was telling you she loves you,
She was telling me "there is no we"

Her sweet smile, when hearing your name,
That is what you should admire.
You truly loved her,
Mine was just a desire.

Now you are the luckiest guy,
So am I, now it is all fair.
Yet the reason for my luckiness,
With no one I shall share.

*** please do not judge this poem if you have not read the first three parts.thank you