Love can start by a look,

but love is better when you take time to know them.

You one day ask,

for days he does not answer,

you bring up the subject,

and they avoid it.

They finally hang around the question,

and when you think you’re going to go insane,

lunch bell rings,

and they leave without an answer.

You bring it up and apologize for odd behavior,

and hope they’ll answer,

but they don’t,

insanity I say,

true insanity of the torture,

of waiting for the answer,

what if he says yes?

oh wow,

that would be wonderful,

but what if no?

what will I do?

how will I react?

Finally you confront them,

with the torture,

and the answer is,

No!

Oh, I am so mad,

All the torture of staring and waiting,

Will now be worse for the thought,

You meant nothing to them.

Insane torture I say!

2011 Unpublished work. © by Rebbecca Abernathy