"That hit real close to home with me,"
she said to me not verbally.
Then silence fell over our lunch,
And I knew that I’d fucked up a bunch.
I asked one time and asked again.
She’d not be bothered by it then.
So when we’d gotten to my place,
I decided, “give her space.”
A cold goodbye. A restless mind.
To message her, I was inclined.
And so we talked about my words,
And where they caused her heart discord.
So talk we did, the ending, see,
No longer hurt, but instead, glee.
For such an issue solved so quick,
I’m now confident in my pick.