I pull each petal out of the flower
some petals are sweet, but some are sour
I pull them one by one
sometimes they help me make decisions.
You make me happy…you make me sad
You are good…you are bad
I want you close…I want you far away
I want you to go…I want you to stay
I want you remembered…I want you forgot
I love you…I love you not…
Worms take the fallen petals and they all end up devoured.
I am in control yet you still have me overpowered.
Bees have their honey, but they also have their stingers.
Sweet but painful memories of you linger.
A poem I wrote inspired by pulling flower petals.