clashing intentions

it's one of those days.
some people, or some men misinterpret kindness.
and then i feel guilty for being nice.
and i rack my brain
'did i do something that might have given a wrong idea?'
but i do not want to apologise

for laughing at his jokes

and looking into his eyes when he was talking.

and so i am sitting here trying to figure out
what i can do about this unsolved misunderstanding
without losing a friend.
again.