It's a withdrawal of love, coupled with rejection. That combination is hard to accept, and often triggers feelings of not good enough, failure at relationship, insecurity, lack of trust and other (feelings).

Human beings, like plants, grow in the soil of acceptance, not in the atmosphere of rejection

To be no part of any body, is to be nothing.

History is past politics; and politics present history.

I really hope for more Broadway. I didn't think I was going to love it this much. I would love to stay here.

Do you like me?”
No answer.
Silence bounced, fell off his tongue
and sat between us
and clogged my throat.
It slaughtered my trust.
It tore cigarettes out of my mouth.
We exchanged blind words,
and I did not cry,
I did not beg,
but blackness filled my ears,
blackness lunged in my heart,
and something that had been good,
a sort of kindly oxygen,
turned into a gas oven.