There’s one way to be certain. I inhale and pull the first off.
She loves me. I smile.
She loves me not. I frown.
She loves me. I knew it.
She loves me not. It figures.
She loves me. This time it’s real. I have no doubts.
She loves me not. You Goddamn Bitch!
She loves me. Baby, I forgive your tears. We can make this work.
My heart breaks as I foresee the inevitable ending.
“Why can’t someone love me?” I sob and let her go…
then watch as her three still attached toes fall to the rocks below.
**only had a few minutes & wanted to do a drabble... decided to fix an old one instead.