I can flirt with the best of them, but only when it doesn't matter.
I can take everything on her face at face value, and that's valuable in a friend.
You don't know me. You know one me, just like I know one you. And you can't know every me, and I can't know every you.
I can't pretend to know what love is. It just is.
You are so close, and I can’t reach you.