My Best Friend Called Me a Doomer. Where Do I Go From Here

I'm so sorry
About anything that i said
But just know that i meant it wholeheartedly
And i apologize
For anything that i did
Just know that i don't remember doing it

Your hands are pretty cool
Do you mind if i hold them?
My eyes are really dark
Would you care to brighten them?
I know you don't like me
And i don't either
But can we just pretend
That everything's clear?

I got so fucked last night
I don't remember what happened
So I'll tell everyone a story
That probably didn't happen
I heard everyone had fun
And enjoyed themselves
I remember feeling good for a second
And not much else

Your hands are pretty cool
Do you mind if i hold them?
My eyes are really dark
Would you care to brighten them?
I know you don't like me
And i don't either
But can we just pretend
Just for the evening?

Life is pretty boring without a crush
Whether it's a workplace infatuation,
Or that cute desk mate at school,
Crushes simultaneously color your experience with a hopeful glaze of innocent infatuation, and orient you to a specific goal -
To be with them

Sometimes these crushes extend beyond all rationality,
We develop them within the panicked scurrying of airport terminals,
Through the consumption of art made by someone of a ridiculously higher status, and even within the ethereal eroticism of our very dreams
No matter the actual potential of anything developing, it is within the painful absence of reciprocation, the dramatics of unrequited love

My tip today is to forgive yourself,
Something I think we can struggle to do sometimes,
If past or recent mistakes have been weighing on your mind,
What I want you to do, is just let them go
I want you to tell yourself something really good about you
And remind yourself that life can be hard, and we can't get it right all the time
So be kind to yourself, forgive yourself, and let it go