Why are you still sitting in your imaginary garden tearing off flower petals debating If he 'loves you' or 'loves you not'? Why are you letting chance determine your self-esteem? Why are you mutilating God's precious flowers over and over again until you get the outcome that you have been praying for and wishing? Can't you see the cycle by now? All you end up with is those mutilated flowers and because you have destroyed so many; you are forced to try to put them back together for re-use. But flower petals are delicate, the moment you touched them for his expense you destroyed their beauty and took their virtue.
Flower Petal Counters, I charge you to start counting the seconds you have life and put them to better use instead of worrying about if a man loves you.
Sincerely--
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