He loves me,
He loves me not,
I pluck at these petals
As I sift through my thoughts
He loves me,
He loves me not,
I throw out this flower
And feel my heart is caught
As that final petal decides,
My head and heart divide:
He loves me…not
Telling me what I almost knew,
But I can’t help feeling blue,
I had some hope
But hope is power,
So I pick another flower