Good Luck Poem by Samantha Rak

What happens?
What happens when I no longer try?
Will you notice 
Or will you just shrug your shoulders
And not even wait for my goodbye?
No more questions 
I'm done
I know a lost cause when I see one
I should have seen it sooner
But you had always kept it hidden
It was all a GAME to you
Wasn't it?
You played with my heart
My soul
To you I was just a replaceable toy
Easily replaced
Quickly forgotten
So what happens when you realize
Realize that I had more value to you than you had once thought?
What will happen?
Will you look for that toy?
Good luck
She's already been picked up.