She 4 (Short Story) Poem by Hossam Qadry

Still waiting, twisting my fingers, praying to hear a 'yes', chanting with some love songs and trying not to think of anything else, then she came, ' thanks, but No' she said, I tried to understand but it was so vague, no particular reason was on the horizon for some time, then she came with the conclusion that 'it's not cool to have a one side relationship' and that 'chemistry' is the master of that bloody thing called love, so I turned off the music, stopped chanting, talk ended, and as usual i smiled, but this time the smile wasn't real, just a facial expression to keep things covered and no one notices that crack in my heart... as if I was saying: relax buddy, it's just a bruise.....