Never the Chosen One

I was never the chosen one.

I've often found myself in the shadows,

the second choice,

the one who arrives too late,

or the one whom they quietly wish they had met earlier.

It's as if destiny has a peculiar sense of timing,

Weaving its threads in a way that keeps me just out of reach of the forefront.

I've heard the words, "Your husband will be lucky to have you," spoken in hushed tones

As if my worth is a promise for a future yet to come.

And while it's meant as a compliment,

It leaves me wondering why I couldn't be the one for you right now.

Why am I always the one waiting in the wings, while others step into the spotlight of your affection?

......Unfortunately, some of us never get to be the first option but