April 24, 2006 Once upon a time, if you wanted to know if he loved you, it was a simple matter of asking a daisy flower.  Pluck a petal, he loves me.  Pluck another, he loves me not. Plucking petal after petal, down to the center of the daisy, love, not, love, not, love…He loves … Continue reading He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not