I can carry a tune
But it’s not enough to carry your heart
I can write a poem
But the words don’t seem worth talking about
I can throw a warm smile your way
But you let it pass over you without a response
I can offer you my jacket when I think you are cold
But you shrug it off then leave to get some hot coffee
I can offer to take you to lunch
But you decline because it’s not a good idea
I can ask you to play a game with me
But only if there are prizes
I can comment on something you shared
But nothing else happens–
Oh
I get it now