I'm on the top of a hill.
There lies meadow ahead of me.
I have two choices.
To go forward or turn back.
On the end of this path
you are waiting for me.
That is what I want to think.
Though, I fear you won't be.
Only things I can be sure of
are my own feelings.
They push me forward,
to take the leap of faith.
I take the first couple of steps.
Downwards they take me.
Making me feel weightless,
free from all these doubts I have.
In the middle of the meadow
I see this lonely daisy.
It tries it's best to fight on living
amongst all these other flowers.
I feel sad for what I'm about to do.
I rip it off from its roots.
He loves me.
He loves me not.
He loves me...
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