A Rather Odd Day

Some people say that love is the least predictable thing.
And, after yesterday, I'm inclined to agree with that.
I mean, I suppose anyone would be flattered,
at the very least, by the attention,
the intent behind doing nice things,
until they start to tell you why.
I never expected him to ask me out.
Not that... Not that I would immediately say no...
But, I just didn't see it coming, if that makes sense.
Even now, I don't quite know how to respond.
I went with the same response I give everyone,
that I wasn't saying yes, but not saying no,
but... Is it bad I was tempted?
Just to see how it would go?
I mean, he seems like a nice enough guy,
polite, well mannered, well spoken,
I always told him anyone would be lucky to have him.
Maybe, just maybe, I was leading him on without knowing...
I guess, to be fair, I am kind of odd.
I treat everyone equally well,
call everyone dear or sweetie, do those kind of things.
I don't really blame him for thinking I might swing both ways.
Although, to be honest again, I never gave it much thought.
I mean, my No.1 priority in anyone is to find someone who'll listen,
someone who could understand me, and, well....
We're decent enough friends, I guess.
He does ask about my day, ask How I'm doing,
something a lot of the girls didn't do...
Maybe, I guess I could... But then, I just don't know.
I feel like it would be cruel of me to say yes.
I know something about myself that most don't...
I would really like a family of my own,
and, As great as adoption is...
I want the experience, the whole schtick,
nine-months and then some...
Telling my parents, finding out one night,
waiting by the ultrasound.
I want the fatherhood experience.
And, that's just not something I can really...
Have, with a male partner.
So maybe I'm a fool, or maybe I'm a little biased,
but I feel like I need to stick with my decision. 
It feels right, though, I guess in the end,
love is unpredictable...