One heart beats...its open for all to see
do you want to spend time with me?
Can we go...be together...
this is as vunerable as one can be
waiting for the response.
No...and no reason is given
the beats of the heart
convert to painful throbs
A face turns red
hard to breathe and take it in
Tears, one by one,
travel quietly along the curves of the cheeks
Rejection again.
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