A daisy in her young hand... a naive heart full of questions. tomorrow... her future... being her lead to find today's reflection. Is her heart cherished by his? Does he feel the love she has for him... one and the same? looking down and pondering at her daisy should she flower out this game? A petal for each query between her fingertips it is pressed a question plyed upon it and away from the stem its pulled to meet her quest but before she pulls... she takes a minute to think for she knows the truth is settled in her mind and she realizes the daisies beauty should not be marred just to play a question that of an answer only one can find. Cause love doesnt come on petals nor does it flourish from stems Love is grown in the heart and only he knows the answer... for she must get it from himBirth sign: Scorpio
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