So I waited a day.
A day turned into several.
Several turned into a week.
A week turned into several weeks.
It was clear.
She had no intention.
Of answering.
I didn't know what I felt.
I was bummed.
I was disappointed.
That she couldn't even tell me no.
If it wasn't a rejection.
What was it?
Because it wasn't yes.
We acted like nothing.
Ever happened.
We pretended again.
I let it go.
Because.
I didn't want to make things.
Uncomfortable.
