why do i still love him?

the petals of the bloody red rose fall one by one

seemingly dancing on their way down

enjoying the scenery of the blurry girl far above

until they hit the floor softly

all but one petal fell

that one petal,

the strongest, 

the darkest red, 

and the most stubborn of them all,

remained unshaken yet filled with fright

the girl said a mantra of 

"can-i" and "should-i" 

as she plucked all the other petals

but

to this one petal, she stopped

she deeply sighed and wished instead

she closed her eyes 

she clasped her hands and squeezed the stem of the rose

then, she let go of the stem

without plucking the last petal

and she was careful to not let the last petal 

fall, 

to the

floor