he loves me.
he loves me not.
he loves me.
he loves me not.
he loves me.
he loves me not.
he loves me.
he loves me not.
he loves me.
he loves me not.
he loves me.
he loves me not.
he loves me.
he loves me not.
he loves me.
he loves me not.
he loves me.
he loves me not.

if life were as simple as the petals on a daisy
no hearts would be broken, and no tears would be shed.
if life were as simple as a few words spoken
no damage would be done, no scrapes left for healing.
if life were as simple as when we were young
well,
then again,
peter pan and wendy didn't work out either.