In this life time he loves me

And Icarus never laid eyes upon Apollo’s grace.

In this life time he loves me 

And Persephone eats from the pomegranate with a steady hand.

In this life time he loves me

And Achilles holds Patroclus without the knowledge of loss.

In this life time he loves me not 

And I ache for gods who do not ache for me.

I picked a flower
Then ripped its petals
He loves me,
He loves me not,
He loves me,
He loves me not

I picked 2 flowers
Then ripped its petals
He loves me,
He loves me not,
He loves me,
He loves me not

I picked 3 flowers
Then ripped its petals
He loves me,
He loves me not,
He loves me,
He loves me not

I thought of buying a bouquet
And try again
He loves me,
He loves me not
Only to realize
That it was too much
To waste beautiful flowers
For an ugly love like ours