Come here, go away

So why'd you text?
You had so much to take care of you said.
I know you use Zoosk, the timeline shows it.
I guess there's always time to see
if you can do a little better.
I praised your height and prowess too much.
Now you're puffed up so high you can see
over my shoulder to all those prospects.
Must have been a slow night.
The too-wide grinning you returns
asking me about my new job
which I've had for over a year.
I know all your stories by heart
I really know how to listen,
except to the two hands;
one crooking a finger my way,
the other an upturned palm.