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…
Dragonfly Poetry 