not so lucky

I remember this one night when I was with
Sarah and Jonathan and Sammy and Rachel.
I was with Rachel and
Jonathan was with Sarah
and we walked around
downtown
thinking we were
lucky.
I saw old men
snoring on the streets
and beautiful woman walking by
in heels
as I pretended they were not there
while I had a woman
under my arm.
It felt empty, like holding onto
nothing,
nothing at all.
the cars drove by and the sleeping bags
kept piling all around me
as I thought of the real
lucky ones.