This poem by A E Housman returns to the subject of unrequited love. The great love of his life was one of his room mates at Oxford, Moses Jackman. Jackman, though, was not gay and did not appreciate being the object of Housman’s affection so tried to distance himself from him in later years; he did not invite him to his wedding and they did not continue as friends. The pain of this rejection, understandable though it was given the time and circumstances, is reflected here.
He would not stay for me, and who can wonder?
He would not stay for me to stand and gaze.
I shook his hand, and tore my heart in sunder,
And went with half my life about my ways.
A E Housman