He loves me..
He loves me not..
He loves me..
Plucking each petal one by one
To be left with only the sun
The center the middle, bright yellow
It opens its petals as the morning arises saying hello
To new beginnings its time

He loves me..
He loves me not..
Bright white blinding your eyesight
So pure and clean it's a loving scene what a delight
Cheers to new beginnings and fresh starts
Don't overthink and show your silly parts
Express your thoughts and the center of your heart
It's time to restart

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