Shipwrecked

She comes  to me with problems of the heart,
To reason, not to whine.
I lend an ear and do my part,
Though her heart troubles mine.

It's what I do, and who I am.
Falling in love wasn't part of the plan.
I've got nothing to say and no one to tell.
Wouldn't talk if I was going through hell.

All the world's an Odyssey,
and Men and Women merely shipwrecked.
Come get me off this island
and I'll make it worth your while.