Not enough

~*This is basically a poem about all my confusion. I'm not going out with the guy but i love him. Its really hard though because we only talk like 15 minutes each day and only see each other like 2 times a week and I just don't get enough*~

I used to think you were all that
But now I see, your nothing more than normal.
Good looks and talent isn't everything.
In fact, its like nothing.
What i need is some one who will be there for me when i am down,
some one who won't just turn a smile into a frown
but will go deep inside,
and help with what i try to hide.
Some one who will love me for me,
not just for what the eye can see.
But every time i try to run,
it seems like the problems have just begun.
Why don't you understand?
Why do you make it so hard?
Maybe you do love me?
I love you but it hurts.
My mom says -if its really love, it won't hurt-
Does love hurt?
Is this love?