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.
My vanity is not flattered in refusing you.
But I could never possibly…
I just can’t.
It’s just a word.
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.