Why is it?

Why is it, that one minute you are giving me a death stare and the next you are joking around with me?
Why is it, you tell me you broke up with your girlfriend because you still love me yet you won't go out with me?
Why is it, that you will talk to my friends but you barely even say hello to me?
Why is it, when you are mad i am the one that you take it out on?
Why is it, we are more in love with each other when we are just trying to be friends?
Why is it, that when i try to forget about you i just think about you more?
Why is it, when i try to hate you i just end up loving you even more?
Why is it, every time i say that i don't care about you i know that I'm lying to myself?
Why is it, i can't get over you no matter how hard i try to?
Why is it, when i hear you like or are dating someone else i want to hurt myself because it's not me?
Why is it, that you can't love and care for me the way i do for you?
Why is it, that no matter how bad you have hurt me i still love you?
Why is it, that i still put up with you after all the pain you put me through?
Why is it, every time i hear your name i want to cry?
Why is it, that i love you with every inch of my heart, soul and mind?