Rejection

For most of my life,
I've been content
with all I have,
even lonliness.

Its not something
you get used to
in as little as
a day or two.

For years and years
I've fought the fears,
saved the heartbreak,
saved the tears.

From the chance
of being rejected.
Its like a bite,
and I'm being infected.

But when I see your face,
butterflies flap their wings
one hundred miles an hour
inside of me.

I never knew
your brown eyes
and your black hair
would be a suprise.

A suprise for me?
Or perhaps a clue.
Maybe something
thats long overdue.

Or just another dream
I've wished to come true?
And another dose of rejection
will be issued.

I'd prefer all of these
lonely nights and TV
over you and your sweet
rejection to me.

But please tell me
I'm wrong about you.
And just maybe
you're thinking of me too.