Moving On... Eventually
So I told him I liked him
I thought I knew what he would say back
Which is why I put myself out there
After many days of contemplating
I told him I liked him and
He didn’t say it back
That’s ok. I’m ok.
Except for the fact that
He won’t talk to me anymore
Or look me in my eye
Making me feel less than
Like I should’ve listened to my nana when she told me
“Let him make the first move! It’s tradition”
I said, “screw tradition!” and I off I went
Full steam ahead.
Confidence and ego on fire.
Rejection.
Sucks.
I told him I liked him and
He didn’t say it back
That’s ok. I’m ok.
Except it’s not
And I’m not ok
I struggling to cope
But what does that say about how we handle rejection?
Why can I not bounce back?
Why is it impossible to think, “So, what? This is just for now”
Why does it feel like the world doesn’t want me to find happiness
Why does it feel like every day I’m trudging through a thick mud
And a thick fog
And also I’m not wearing my glasses,
So I can’t see more than four feet ahead
I am wandering into darkness
I did something and I didn’t know what the results would be
And it backfired
Badly.
I lost control of my situation while trying to control it
And now I have to learn to move on
I’m afraid to come to terms with it even though I already have
I’m terrified to tell anyone else I like them because
Rejection.
Sucks.
But that isn’t going to stop me
There will be other boys
And other opportunities for love will come around
I am going to have to continue learning how to be resilient
Even when it feels like my nana doesn’t want me to be
I am the Israelite
Wandering through my Negev in hopes of finding home
I am the nomad
Looking for my next temporary place of residence
I am the gypsy
Stealing glimpses of other people’s lives, searching for my stability
I will continue wandering, looking and searching for my whole life
I will have to learn to take risks and how to
Become more confident leaping into the unknown,
Looking for answers In a seemingly unforgiving terrain