He Loves Me He Loves Me Not

October 14, 2010
I pull out a flower
And nervously count
But I start to cower
And I’m soon filled with doubt

The last petal lingers
On my frail hand
I barely move my fingers
My heart blares like a band

I drop to the ground
And I start to cry
I don’t make a sound
I ask myself why

For as soon,
As the last petal drops
I get a short text
And my heart about stops

He left me for her
Through all the pain that I’ve fought
He loves me, he loves me

But he loves me not

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