Sad superpower

It's Christmastime, which makes me (and everyone, I imagine) both joyful and sad. 

I was really hoping you'd come around and accept my invitation to stay here.  Why can't it be that way?  Why can't we be close in some other way, even if it couldn't be marriage?  You won't even address me, my questions or pleas.  I don't know how you do it, honestly.  It's your superpower.  How I envy you.