My Marketable Mind

Meow girl

The laughs were louder
The jokes got better
You know, I still miss my Meow girl
For a reason, I changed my seat
Oh Golden boy, when will you leave?
Then and only Meow Girl will find my red flags green

I was peacefully growing Alstroemeria in my garden
You sprinkled seeds of Aconitum
And for God knows why it got her all lit up
I'll wave the white flag
Please declare a ceasefire
I was a part of her daily routine
Before she edited us out of the scene
Everything I do for Meow Girl to leave you and come back to me

You were her Golden boy
I started writing letters in secret because I was paranoid
I'm still waving the white flag
Can we agree on a ceasefire?
You broke our trio, you came in between
That's just my narrative
Oh, wait, I'm not in love with her or something
We were very much platonic
And somehow that was everything
Everything I did got Meow Girl to leave you and come back to me
I cover it up by saying it's envy
We both know it's straight-up jealousy
Burning me up like kerosene
What about her finding your red flags green?

The Bug Lady gave up on
While I didn't
Oh dear Golden boy, I wish I could go back in time and prescribe your mother abortion pills
Why are you so alluring?
That convinced her to derail me from the mooring
The shadows cast by envy's gaze
A friendship's light begins to fade
I'm waving the white flag
Please, please agree on a ceasefire
Pinch me, tell me
It's just a very bad-bad dream
I miss her, I miss us
I miss my Meow girl

Hate him to the core
With every fabric of my existence
You can act normal, I just can't pretend
I sent an olive branch
Still didn't agree to the ceasefire
Tell me one thing Meow girl,
What about this Golden boy?
Took everything in his power and got us destroyed
Is it still worth for you to romanticize?
Just forget I ever wrote this
It's not your fault
Things never go the way I always want

-vikshar varma (5/9/23)