"He loves me, He loves me not"
I chant.
'He loves me not' I whispered myself.
Maybe I should try it again to another flower.
I continue what I'm doing.
My face fell.
Still.
'He loves me not'
I groaned in frustration, I decided to walk away from the garden. Being stopped when I saw two people, seriously talking. The guy was holding the same flower, I was playing a while ago. He kneeled and gave it to the girl like he's proposing his love. The girl look so happy as she took the flower. She nodded at whatever does the guy said. The guy shouted, "YES! We're official now!". He stood up and hugged the girl tightly.
I suddenly froze as my tears rolled down on my cheeks.
This can't be.
The guy I saw, is the guy whom I like so much.
Damn.
He really loves me not.
