Rejection: The Inn of No Return

The inn of no return

Now stands empty.

What once was,

Is no more.

There's no frolicking, no laughter,

No feast of utter delight,

No music, no singing,

No people sharing their joys and sorrows,

No inn keeper at the door.

Locked doors, windows barred,

Dust and cobwebs of mystical merit,

Hovering and blowing in the breeze.

"There was no room at the inn,"

It was said by some.

It is now merely an inn of no return.

Love was given birth, 

Somewhere else.

Who was rejected?