What do i do?

I'm sitting here,
on this cold concrete step
looking up at the stars,
wondering why you can't be here
to hold me in your arms.
When I first saw you,
it was like a dream,
you looked so good
in that t-shirt and jeans.
You came by my house
and stayed for a while,
then i gave you
a great big smile.
Before you left
you gave me a kiss,
I finally got,
my final wish.
They say that you like me
as much as I like you,
but something is wrong here...
what do I do?