{he loves me, he loves me not}

Beautiful and wonderful words shared.

Poems & Prose

{he loves me, he loves me not}

every day,

i try to unearth,

the question looming above me.

i live my life,

reading in between the lines,

searching for answers,

that don’t exist.

when in reality,

what is meant to be, will be;

like the forest trees,

they just are,

enjoying the present moment.

i’d rather be gorgeously optimistic,

than painfully realistic.

now we shall have fun,

like we did when we were beautiful.

–e.l. jayne

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