elvin-kitsune

On a shallow day I found myself plucking the petals of a flower; "He loves me. He loves me not" I would repeatedly say. The last petal said he loved me and, with a smile, I carelessly threw the flower away. On a shallow day I found myself dreaming freely of him Engaging in this euphoric dream always made my world less dim. "Our life together would be perfect" I declared with a selfish grin. On a shallow day I found myself crying all day long It was impossible to stop the tears pouring obscenely from my eyes. To my dismay, he never loved me. The flower lied.