Unreciprocated? Or...

My heart beats...
But also bleeds
For the one thing
That makes any sort of sense...
You.
But how can it
When the things I feel
You would so quickly shun
Leaving me as the only one
The fool
Standing out in the cold
Stumbling through the dark
Praying for that spark
That keeps flickering
Till you put it out
What are we about?
Are all the words exchanged
All the glances held
All the desires expressed
For naught
Is the thought of something greater
A notion much better if forgot?
And if so then i ask you
Why must it be so bad?
Or rather
Why drag this out then?
Instead of saying no from the getgo
A pause then a letgo
Would've been all that was needed
But you didn't.
I didn't.
And thus this thing proceeded
To mean so much more to the both of us
Yet I'm the only one crazy enough
To still want it.
Or do you desire it as much as I
Wanting this impossible thing so much
You are willing to let it die...