Easy To Forget Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

I never thought it would be wrong,
To question what was going on.
Or...
Feel reluctant,
To probe with desire.

Now today...
I am told I am too specific,
With a peeling away of those responses I get...
To know how deep,
One's thoughts go seeking to reach...
To satisfy my curiosities.

Oh I know,
I am the last to be picked...
On anyone's fun list.

I know without a clue or hint,
I am the most likely to forget...
When a relationship with me ends in a split.

Oh I know,
I am the last to be picked...
On anyone's fun list.
And I also know too well,
I am easy to forget...
When someone runs away,
From me in a relationship!
But...
Why is it,
I still feel reluctant...
To stop my probing with desire?

'Maybe if you keep your mouth shut,
Without interrupting...
You may find your relationships lasting,
Longer than five minutes.'

So what are you saying?
There is a possiblity I can get a full ten?