She rejected him, but in the nicest, most pleasant manner
Still it hit him hard, and he drove home over-analyzing the
Had he talked too much? He knew he talked too much, he
Had he not asked her enough questions about herself? He
Was he too over-the-top with the initial compliments?
Had he come across as too self-centered? Too egotistical?
Or had he just appeared graceless, like a big clumsy oaf?
He stewed, he fumed, he worked himself over like a petty
He was sure it wasn't how he was dressed - he was neat,
Maybe he should have asked her more about her life's
Maybe he should have mentioned far fewer of his life's
Was it possible he had unknowingly committed an egregious
He tried to recall every word he spoke, every minute of their
This neurotic cross-examination went on for the rest of the
And all the while she was thinking he was just a little too