Ok. I get it. You're not interested. That's fine. I wish you had the nerve to tell me. To tell me using words, and your voice. I deserve that much. At least that much.
I'm not mad. At least I'm not angry. I am upset, sad. Not sad that you don't like me all that much (though that smarts a bit). Sad that you don't even think enough of me to tell me so.
I hope you find the one you do think highly of. The one you are interested in. I even hope that the one you are interested in is interested in you. Good luck.
--Little Bird has said all she can