Can I?

How can I go on
Knowing I sleep alone again?
There's an emptiness in my soul.
Can you help me fill it please?

Can I
Get your number?
(I feel so alone.)

Please choose me.
(I'm so, so lonely.)

How 'bout your name?
(I wasn't really paying attention the first time you mentioned it)

My bad.

Truthfully,
Your smile is all I need.
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Generally, this is what you'll get from me if you ask me to pull a poem/serenade from out of nowhere for you.
Other actually serious pieces are still on my editor's table.