You’ve told your truth, she said, now I’ll tell mine:
I’m not attracted to you in “that way”.
You’ve put it out there, there’s no harm in that –
But please, don’t do it after now, today —
I felt myself not quite able to breathe,
But summoned up what “good grace” I could find,
And told her that I heard, and understood,
And tried to shift from hopeful to resigned
But I despised myself for what I’d said.
What must I be to be rejected so?
I didn’t blame her, she just spoke the truth;
But when you’re no one
You should, really,