Oranges for Melora (Poem)

Would you split an orange in half just because you know it tastes better when shared? 
I hate oranges
I’m technically allergic
My lips get tingly 
My throat goes a little numb 
It doesn’t hurt
But I am definitely allergic 
But you felt like an orange 
So I peeled back the layers of rind
Just like you peel back the layers of me 
And I split it in half
I take off the pieces of pith that gross you out 
I throw them in the yard so at least it’ll help something grow 
I give you the half that has one more smaller slice of orange
I give you the bigger half
Not because I am allergic
Just because I know you like them
Just like I’d give
Every blue Sour Patch kid
The red, white, and green gummy bears 

I’d refill your frothy barista oat milk without being asked
I’d get your gluten-free Oreos every time we go to Walmart
I’d order your honey flat white just so I was reminded of you
I’d give you cookies when you're sad
And let you throw Frogbert at me when you're mad
I’d share an orange with you
Even though I hate oranges 

P.S. Thank you for being my friend