You focus your attention to things I don't see
Intransingent you are to me
You never said yes or no, always maybe
We're two branches that won't meet on this tree
There's nothing I can give but my specialty
I thought you like a little of my recipe
But you just ignored when I offered coffee
Now I know what you like-  it is the tea
From that floating resto-bar at the sea
I am not a *******, I can see
It is best to not expect, just let it be