Rejected

Sun is shining 

I can hear the birds 

Singing songs  

Of a different  

Future  

Than I  

Expected. 

So, I go along. 

The scenery  

Looks pretty. 

But I’ve seen  

Prettier 

In the memories  

That I’ve  

Collected.  

I’ve taken hold  

Of varied hands 

To be led on  

An adventure, 

Only to  

Later realize 

With these people 

I don’t feel  

Connected. 

And in comes  

The wrecking crew. 

The demolition begins 

Almost immediately... 

As soon as I have  

Momentarily 

Reflected 

On the possibility 

That this  

Could work. 

I know  

Right then 

That I  

Don’t want it to. 

I begin to  

Quietly 

Sabotage 

Any traces 

Of a future 

Before sliding  

Away 

Undetected. 

I am  

Immediately 

Remorseful 

For them 

But not 

For me... 

Only that  

They have been 

Subjected 

To the mess  

That I am  

Inside. 

You see; 

I am  

In love 

With  

Another. 

And though  

The love  

Between us  

Is not yet 

Perfected... 

I know 

That I am  

Predestined 

To fuck up 

Any other  

Chance  

At love. 

If they are not him... 

They have  

Already been  

Rejected.