When I was a little girl I used to go out and pick a
sunflower every day and one by one I would pluck off it's
yellow sunlit petals and say "He loves me, He loves me not."
Everyday I would get a He Loves Me Not Flower then one day
this new boy came to my school and as that day began to end
and I went into the garden and picked a flower I got a He
Loves Me Flower and from that day foward I have still
wondered why that boy's father drove off the bridge with him
in the car. Maybe because of fate. But probally because all
the people I love are doomed to die.

By: Your Everlasting