Too Many Questions From The Heart

Why don't you talk me,
When i'm talking to you?
Do you ever listen to the words I say?
When I could listen to you all day.
Why don't you think of me?
Am I more than a friend?

Why don't you care,
if I like you?
Or is it because
You don't know?
Or that to you,
I'm not even there?

Why at some points,
Do you hate me?
When I respect you as a friend,
Or even alittle more than that.

Why still don't you care for me
When all I have to say
Is I love you?
And all you do,
Is push me away.