The Concise Feeling of Rejection

I sit on the ledge, overlooking an expense of ocean,
I watch the surface of the blue-green water glitter
from the orange light as the sun sets.
It is so beautiful, but I am once again alone.

I feel the concise feeling of Rejection,
I have waited and waited for when the time was right,
Courage was plucked from somewhere deep in my soul
And I told you how i felt over and over.

My hopes were that you would have felt the same way,
was dashed when you kindly told me,
That you only thought of me as a good friend.
My hopes shattered and fell like the rays of the sun,
on the surface of the ocean.

So here I am, feeling the concise feeling of Rejection.
I look at the sun start to dip below the horizon and,
see the darkness of dusk fall on the ocean,
I wish that my heart would still,
How I wish things turned out differently.

I cannot walk away from my feelings,
and I know that things don't always turn out as you hope for them to,
I am not angry at you or myself.
At least I took the chance, at least i did that.

The sun disappears beneath the vail of the horizon.
Yet I stay and look at darkness descend,
a calmness descends, and the feelings of rejection
slowly melt away and seem to wash down,
to the dark ocean below.