Date Myself....

I tried to date myself...
I knew all the right things to say, I just couldn't find the words.
I knew all the places to take myself, but it was no fun.
I understood that simplistic romance, but I couldn't find ways to show it.
I'd take myself for a walk in the park, my hand in my hand, yet frolicking wasn't the same alone.
I'd call myself up, but all I'd get was a dial tone.
I'd take myself for walks on the beach, the sun warmly shining, the breeze blowing through my hair, but this moment was pointless, I could not share.
I'd gaze into my own eyes, but it was hardly romantic starring at my own reflection.
I'd laugh at my own jokes, they quickly got old. I took inside jokes to a literal level.
I'd try to make time, but there was barely room for self.
I tried to see past my faults and love unconditionally.
Finally, I realized I wasn't my type. So I walked up to self slowly and said "It's not me, it's you."
The thrill was gone. It was no fun being alone.
I tried to date myself, but it just didn't work out.....