Saturday, May 2, 2009

When I fell

in love

with you,

I gave you a daisy,

the prettiest one I had.

You told me

how beautiful it was.


to cherish the beauty of my gift

to you,

You began to pluck

the petals

one by one

until all that remained

appeared ugly.

You never loved me.

I no longer love you.

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