Nothing New

[silver]

I get it. I get it, now. Though I admit, it took me a moment.
I am attracted to you. That is not a returned sentiment.
Now I am charged with regaining my shredded dignity.
I'm done. This is the end of romancing anyone for me.

I've always floundered at flirting in the first place.
You make me giddy. I turn into Goofy and lose face. 
I only wanted to fuck you to see if I still am able. 
I wanted to do it with someone I trusted is the trouble. 

I didn't want to die for sex at the hands of a predatory stranger. 
When all I needed was a friend with benefits without danger. 
But, it's all good. I can't make myself hate you. I like you, after all.
I like you being a part of my friend circle. On a scale, it's small. 

It's okay. I'll be okay. We're all okay. That's what I'll tell myself, anyway. 
Nothing new. I will smile or make a face when I see you in the hallway. 

[darkness0within]

Rejection can cut like a knife. Even if the other party does not really understand.


Great write as always Silver.

[silver]

Thank you for your read and comments, Darkness.

As always, I appreciate your thoughts and input.

I find, especially when it comes to writing in the "romance" genre, I am just as often inspired
by others experiences- people around me, even a dratted movie or a character
from a book can fire me off. I'm weird like that. 

Eight-five percent of what I write concerning romance, on any board, under any moniker, is creative licensing used to the hilt.