He messaged me, a stranger in his eyes,
A simple "hi" that hinted at his longing.
He sought something deeper, no disguise,
Two days of chatting, and he was thronging.
He spoke of casual, attraction in the air,
Though we'd never met, he apparently felt a strong connection.
I tried to distance, didn't mean to hurt him,
But he persisted, no room for misdirection.
In his car, he proposed a rendezvous,
I declined, not wanting that path to tread.
With a firm "no," I told him goodbye
Cutting of his feelings and ripping of his heart
Even without giving him a try.
