“He loves me, he loves me not”
My nose crinkles up as I snicker
He traces my nose with his soft fingers,
He gives me a smile,
Says “you’re so cute”
He gives me a light kiss,
His lips peachy,
I look up at the perky sky,
The clouds make shapes of unique patterns
It tells a story,
A story of hate, maybe love
His thunderous voice screaming
The sky gloomy,
Hiding the sun behind the darkness
A drizzle of rain
One by one,
Another drop,
It starts to downpour,
His screams are heard right above the horizon,
He looks at me,
Laughs,
His hair soaking wet,
“I love you” he says