She loves me. She loves me not.

She loves me
She loves me not
Dear rose, my destiny is in your petals tonight
Oh please, make her love for me to be true
You see you are not the first rose that I have chosen
No, not even close
In fact, in this very moment
My garden is nothing more than loose petals and unrequited love
She loves me
She loves me not
…
It seems that you, much like your brothers and sisters
Have too ran out of petals
So I am left with no other choice
But to pick up another
She loves me
She loves me not
I stand in a sea of red
Begging destiny to change her mind
I will not rest until the petals align
I will not quit
My last breath will be spent in this garden if need be
She loves me
She loves me not
She loves me
She loves me not
She loves me
…
She loves me not
The roses come and go
Some die, some grow
But despite the change in the air
My love remains the same
I inhale
I exhale
She loves me
She loves me not
I inhale
I exhale
She loves me
She loves me not
I inhale