bad dreams...

he loves me, he loves me not
he loves me, he loves me not

my little sister sings joyfully
as the petals fall daintily to the ground

"Ali, you try!"

but I change the words-
I love him, I love him not
I love him, I love him not

It's funny,
now I truly rely on the flower
to tell me how I feel

I love him, I love him not
I love him, I love him not

I'm down to the last row
and close my eyes

my lungs tighten
my stomach aches
my head is screaming
my heart nearly pounds out of my chest

I love him, I love him not
I love him, I love him not-

the last petal falls to the ground
and I awake breathlessly from the terrible dream-

I LOVE HIM!!!