Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Rejection

I always get anxious the first time I ask.
Will I take her to dinner? Will she take me to task?
But I don't mind the answer when she finally calls.
I'd rather hear "no" than hear nothing at all.

Plus, I've gotten perverse in my twenty-six years.
The answer I want is the answer I fear.
Rejection's my old friend, whom I know so very well,
But the girls who say "yes" make me nervous as hell.

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