Hercules.

No, Hercules, I am Not In Love, Thank You For Asking

I did not want to wait for the right moment

To break it to you:  that I am not in love,

That I had not been in love, that I will never

Be in love.

We can still write letters, we can still take long

Walks on the beach, we can still dance in

The moonlight.  But only as friends.

You think maybe I’m being too harsh,

That perhaps one day I will fall in love with you.

This I have my doubts.  It’s not that I don’t want

To be in love, I’ve just never really considered

Being in love due to my abusive background,

That my parents were never really in love,

That they didn’t really love us.  I ran away from

Home when I was fifteen years old, got a job

As a bus boy and never looked back.

I can only continue to go forward, and maybe

One day I will write that love letter to you,

Maybe one day I will sing you a serenade,

Maybe one day I will give you what you want.

So no, I am not in love, but tomorrow is a different

Day.