17-year-old door

Months later

the tale was told another way
but at first
the tale entailed
a drunk child
at his 17-year-old door
asking for something
he was unprepared to give.

Deterred by a cold shoulder
she went looking for warmer destinations
and found them.

Those destinations took root
and relations grew
into relationships
which sailed to seized opportunities.

Metaphors grew further mixed
and molehills grew
and all from a simple rebuff
due to inexperience
and distaste
and no way to know how
to negotiate a way
with a girl
who was just trying
to say hello.

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