No.

I want to explain. I’ve never meant to be callous. I want to spare your feelings.Somehow I knew this was coming. It’s the way you spoke to me. I tried dissuading you. I ignored your messages. I hoped you’d realise that I was not with you that way inclined. If I could redirect your question to someone who would readily accept…  You say to forgive you if you are out of line. I respect you for asking. I do. My vanity is not flattered in refusing you. But I could never possibly… No. I can’t. I won’t. I just can’t. It’s just a word. Monosyllabic. A shake of the head. Thank you for asking. I wish I could be more delicate. I take no pride in refusing you. My head is bowed, my eyes sombre, my heart breaking for you.