A Poem About Rejection


met a woman and tried to love her
but her heart yearned for another

it wasn’t my fault or so she claimed
thought for him her passion waned

one week in, she had to confess
being with me only brought stress

“deep down, you’re a real nice guy”
but nice alone couldn’t catch her eye

wished me luck, a token “take care”
her words, yes, but she wasn’t there

she wasn’t there, behind the intent
like the day I knew all she meant

the day we laughed and I was sure
for what ails me she’d be the cure

drunk with hope, I soon forgot
sole poet of my verse I’m not

we plot and dream, tinker and fuss
but fate has a way of choosing for us