Monday, October 4, 2010

#64

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You love me, you love me not.

I cheated every time I did this. With some flowers, I would start with you love me not so that you love me would fall on the last petal. And then I would go to sleep with a big grin, thinking you would soon tell me you love me.

It's funny how people do things to make themselves feel what they want to feel: like plucking petals off a pretty flower, like starting with you love me not. 

I love you, I love you not.

With this, I still cheat. I make sure I count before I begin and that I end with I love you not. And then I will be at peace and will fall asleep, believing I will forget I still love you the moment I open my eyes.

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