I wonder if
you’ll truly laugh,
like how you did
when you were barefoot
walking on our muddied path.
Are you that same silly girl
that could remember
a thousand words
and then recite them
in no time flat.
I ask this of you
simply because
I’m starting to forget
just how and why exactly
I ever fell in love.
Yesterday,
you had one of your days
and I don’t mind,
honestly,
I wish you could
find a way
to include me.
Imagine if,
I shunned you
or pretended to use
a make believe name.
Would you still
chase me
across a crowded room?
I say to you
pick your own
flower today
and start to count
by plucking each of its petals,
“Do you love him?
Or do you not?”
That’s what
Love is…