He Loves Me Not

About a person using the inanimate object

 

Why did this have to happen to me?

I don’t know what to do anymore

I don’t know how I can go on now

How could he do this to me?

To us

How did we fall off?

How did we lose the love?

As I walk in this lonely meadow of beautiful flowers

 I think to myself

Was it beauty that caused him to stray away?

Or was it just simply me

As I walk alone and think

I wonder

Maybe he made a mistake

Maybe fate wants us to be together

Let me test our fate and see if we were meant to be

This flower holds our fate as I pick it up

I remove each petal one by one

He loves me

He loves me not

He loves me

 He loves me not

He loves me

He loves me NOT

What!

I can’t believe this

I guess fate made its final decision

I guess we were meant to break up

It wasn’t meant to be

No more us

No more forever

No more anything

Reviews

[BABSIE BEE]

Fate is cruel sometimes. But thanks so much for sharing with us.
Babsie Bee xx

[Chris Parker]

I love this poem very much and I can actually see myself doing that. Fate is like flower petals. They decide the final decision