Love's Doubt
At the café over tea
When our eyes meet
The thought lingers
He loves me…
He loves me not?
Holding hands
On the beach
Mind ponders
He loves me…
He loves me not?
So many petals
have been shed
at this thought
He loves me…
He loves me not?
All things spoken
are just a blur,
this query prevents me
from falling in love.
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