She loves me
*petal falls*
She loves me not
*petal falls*
Through my head goes the thought:
What if I end on an odd petal...
What if she really doesn't...
My hand tightens around the stem
The rose's thorns dig into my hand
The blood trickles down my arm...
As do tears down my face
She loves me
*petal falls*
She loves me not
*petal falls*
She loves me
*petal falls*
She loves me not
*petal falls*
It hits me...
it is going to be on odd petal
She loves me
*petal falls*
She loves me not
*petal falls*
Or is it...
She loves me
*petal falls*
She loves me not
*petal falls*
She loves me....
*petal falls*
I hope its true
I look at my now bloody hand...
Was the pain worth it
I hope so
*a rose falls to the ground with one petal left*
Ending...
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I absolutly LOVE this poem!!