I pull each petal out of the flower
some petals are sweet, but some are sour.
I pull them one by one
sometimes they help me make decisions.
You make me happy...you make me sad.
You are good...you are bad.
I want you close...I want you far away.
I want you to go...I want you to stay.
I want you remembered...I want you forgot.
I love you...I love you not...
Worms take the fallen petals and they all end up devoured.
I am in control yet you still have me overpowered.
Bees have their honey, but they also have their stingers.
**Sweet but painful memories of you linger.