This is my empathy,

 

My, “I know how you feel,”

 

My attempt to console you.

 

But it won’t really matter because

 

I don’t know.

 

And there is my sympathy,

 

My, “Wow, that must suck,”

 

My trying to make you feel better.

 

But it wouldn’t really make a difference because

 

I don’t care.

 

But that is my apathy,

 

My, “Yeah, okay, whatever,”

 

My pushing you away.

 

But it just might work so

 

I regret it.

 

So here is my apology,

 

My, “Oh god, I am so sorry,”

 

My hoping you understand.

 

But you can’t because you’re just so oblivious to the fact that

 

I may just love you.