Drenched Response

I asked but the simplest of questions. shall thee be mine?
i pondered within the sense of a quick response, ready at the earliest of arrivals upon request. Waiting after a few extra seconds it has come about that we lead through different plans. i once thought i as your man, yet not pronounced with the boy prefix in front followed by friend. we have both thought through a different manner and mine seems to have been soaked with imperfection. truly i thought in your eyes understanding as i would so come to muster the courage to embrace you with thy soft words. the world would be ours as our reality sank into a rift of un-covenanted emotions. there would be no coming back from this. and as i spoke my words and lead with a kiss you disappeared from a relationship. not with the love i sought or the things i would want.
No.
For I was left alone, with your drenched response.