Love Me Love Me Not

When I was a child,
and I had liked someone,
I would pick up a daisy
to pick it's petals

Does he love me, does he love me not?
It would sometimes be 'he loves me'
yet it was often 'he loves me not'

I had then grown up,
and I had grown out out of daises and teddies
for all in my mind was makeup and social media

But you came along,
and something in me had awakened

I had started to pick the petals of daises
I had started to play with dolls again
The child in me had healed

so please
love me

or
love me not