LOVES ME or NOT

pick the petals up... off the floor... the flower wilts... needing more...
its not me... but its not you... it loses beauty... as grown in dew...
fated to pass... is everything green... its petals fell... to the floor, serene...
i chanted the rhyme.... like the child i once was... he loves me truly... yes he does...
another was pulled... soft in my hand... i let it drop too... it fell like sand...
he loves me not... the last petal lies... i agreed... the flower sighs...
the floor was littered... with my wilting thoughts... i dont love him... in forget me nots...