Today's Election Day, so everyone's crossing their fingers that we'll have a better 4 years than the past 8 years have been.
I have a poem; I didn't write it, I found it on Flickr.com:
He loves me, he loves me not...
The childish litany
Running through my mind
Does it really matter?
He loves me, he loves me not...
Why do I torture myself?
He says he loves me
Surely that is enough?
He loves me, he loves me not...
Why can't I take it at face value?
Why must I go looking
For a sickness at the centre?
He loves me, he loves me not...
I know, if I pick at it enough,
I will justify my fears
And loves me will become not.
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