HE LOVES ME…. HE LOVES ME NOT

 Petal after petal you rip out before my eyes,
I feel my stomach tighten,
Memories perish before my sight.
He loves me…
He loves me not.
It’s all that I am left with today to remember the withering future,
Or a dying past.
Take the blade before my wrist, it doesn’t mean a thing.
I still remember when you first kissed me,
Taste still lingers bittersweet upon my lips.
I still remember the day I cried; you told me things would be okay.
Things would be different,
Things would change,
but since then, too many words remain unspoken.
For I could never seek the truth I had searched before….
But the truth that would kill something else hidden, all jokes aside.
You said someday you would marry me,
To have me as your wife.
And I wanted that more than anything,
but I know some things could never change,
that with time they would only get worse.
Must be a given passed down to me from my own folks,
Apparently my parents have bestowed upon my a curse.
What doesn’t kill me could make me stronger….. In the long run, perhaps
But right now I am living in the moment that there is no turning back.
Petal after petal you have ripped out before my very eyes,
He loves me…..
He loves me not.
It isn’t so hard at this point to decide.
-ERA