"Live as you will have wished to have lived when you are dying."Christian Furchtegott Gellert

Is there something about me
Is there something repulsive
Is there kindness, meanness
Why do you not seem to like me
I feel your disapproving glances
I turn to look you in the face
I can see there
Derision, dislike, criticism
What have I done to you
I will not grovel, beg
You do not face me openly
You do not confront me
No accusations
No inquiries as to why I did this
Or, why did I do that
You face me sweetly
With warmth and insincerity
As though you will hide this
Behind my back
Giggling with others about what ..
How would you feel
If you were me
And I were you?

PS

Time has passed (24 hours)
I have felt the hurt
I have felt the confusion
Of why--why
Finally, I've reached
A conclusion
I will be me
I can only be me
Whether you like me
Is of little consequence
I like you enough
It is your problem
To deal with your
Dislikes, hatreds, jealousies
I am here
I am what my life has
Made me
I will receive you
With love if you want it
If you do not want it
The sorrow should be yours
Not mine
A love rejected
Leaves a hole in our lives.