Meena,
You are beautiful beyond doubts,
But your heart wasn’t meant for me,
It had to go south.
Into the arms of him,
Who knows not all your flaws.
But because he’s fair and built,
You took all the falls.
Dear Meena,
Once upon a time,
I had you closer to me than ever.
I waited for Cupid to strike your heart,
I guess she wasn’t so good an archer.
Oh Meena,
I Can’t stop imagining you on his bed,
All cuddled up, looking into each other’s eyes.
Your mind lost in the softness of his lips,
His hands, in the wetness of your vagina.
Oh Dear Meena,
Set me free,
From the bondage I feel loving you.
I’m scared,
Got so much pain inside me.
So much that…
When it rains,
I wish the waters could wash my feelings.
Meena,
Worse for me is the thought,
That it could have been me.
Except that I was never the one you wanted.
I guess being accepted,
Became Greek Tuesday to me.
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