She loves me, he loves me not, separately the same.............
Restlessly, he is sitting home all alone Pulling one petal off at a time From a flower he has safely hidden away In the farthest reaches of his mind
With each petal pulled, he says aloud to himself She loves me, she loves me not An old childhood game he sits and plays He thought he had forgot
Miles away she sits restlessly, home all alone Playing that same old childhood game He loves me, she says, as she pulls a petal Then softly whispers his name
He wonders if she ever thinks of him When she is all alone She loves me not, he says, pulling a petal Deciding, he should not phone
He is all she ever thinks and dreams about Those nights she spends alone Pulling off petals from that flower in her mind Always praying that he will phone
He loves me, she loves me not Pulling petals, in the game She loves me, He loves me not Separately, the same
this is very strong, neva. a perfectly painted picture of sadness and mutual futility. the writing is inevitably splendid, of course. on this occassion, i think that the link between them of the "childish game" is a very clever idea and it works really well. one of ur best for me, my friend :)
I have played this game and have seen others play it as well. I think we shouldn't play but lay it all on the table and take a few risks. We may rejoice at the answer or be hurt, but better to know than not. Sometimes suspense can ruin a moment. Enjoyed this :)
this was amazingly accurate.so many times people grown and still growing wait for another to make a move. yet when they dont we get angry. this poem is totally true espiecally for me.
When fear and pride block the door, love usually finds the fire escape. Problem with that game is that the flower is three-fourths destroyed, and the final answer becomes clear. A perfectly described death spiral of a relationship, Neva...question being, which partner has the strength to pull it upright? Potent write.
murderous silence does not care the victim as long as it obtains them, an unfortunate happenstance is written about here by failure of communication, you expressed well in this piece
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