I went on a date with him once.
And it’s now blowing up in my face.
My reputation alone is being defaced.
And by the book, 
I am losing out on power like a shock.
I recall now that we did exchange poetry
In Dunkin Donuts.
I hope that doesn’t ruin the way I look now, 
Even more.
At first look he appeared to be a nice guy
At first glance he seemed to be pretty normal
Whatever that means.
I thought at first that we were just going out to eat
As aquaintances. 
Then he hit me with the word “date”
As the day progressed I knew that we would have to keep our status as “only friends”
So I rejected him immediately.
But then I went to his house to play video games thinking that all was well and he understood.
But the rejection apparently was too much for him to handle.
He’s letting the people that I work with know all that had transpired.
Don’t ever want to appear fast and now that may just be what happens.
All is coming out.
And although there is nothing really to come out,
He’s making more of it, than was.
I am slowly paying for it.
I have been told time and time again
Not to mix business with pleasure
But I keep on making the same mistakes.
It bites me in the ass time and time again.
I offer more than is necessary to strangers
I offer them my presence alone
Which is less than they ask for
Then I don’t give in.
Then it all comes falling down,
On my head again.