the last petal
love me. love me not.
i see you pass by me, leaping in the grass. every time i rip off a petal.
are you sending me a signal?
or are you just teasing me?
love me. love me not.
you have a certain smell.
that i have no idea how to describe. it’s giving me flashbacks.
and i don’t know how i should feel.
love me. love me not.
every time you look me in the eyes.
i feel this indescribable pain in my chest.
i can always feel the faucet in my eyes turning on. i wish that i didn’t have to clog it every time.
love me. love me not.
the feelings of hope and despair are combined. wishing that i end up saying the right words.
as i’m getting closer to ripping the last petal.
ripping. ripping. ripping.
love me. love me not. love me. love me not. love me. love me not. love me.
i rip the last petal.
love me not.
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Hey! I'm Meli! I'm a student in the 9th grade and have been in Baldwin since kindergarten. Some of my favorite things to do are songwriting, video editing,...
