Cynthia’s Cat

Dear Cynthia, I fell for you at first sight. You always radiate an alluring scent that pulls me into the endless abyss that you weave. Your apathetic gaze towards everyone drives me wild, and because of this, I find joy in the fact that you have yet to discover your beloved star. I wish for things to remain this way, but I am not content to be just your star. Why can't I be your star? If there comes a day when your eyes no longer shine with indifference, I fear I will lose my mind and take drastic measures, as I have longed for the moment when you might acknowledge my presence.