Dead Sentences

I love you not

Picking a daisy

humming a tune

above me

a chubby cloud looms

starting to pour down

to rain on me

I search for shelter

I start to flee

I forget the daisy

in the meadow so green

I didn't mean to

I didn't mean to be mean

Slowly

the daisy loses all its petals

all except one

so very fast

and I know it's

"I love you not"

at last.