love me - love me not

how strange it is to kill a flower
for a game of “he loves me – he loves me not”
playing God with the unknown
heart fluttering with the right answer
face scrunching in discontent
at “he loves me not”

so we’ll pick another daisy
and do it all over
hoping for an answer
that is truthless either way
for daisies are just flowers
and don’t hold the power of God
or the ability to tell us
our unknown futures

“he loves me – he loves me not…”

-Eve-