Coward and a lover

When we love someone that doesn't feel the same as we do, what can we do? We cry we feel miserable, cause we are locked to advance to go living a dream, that's how I feel for you, you FOOL. I wonder if your great sensibility as you call for having it knows how I feel...if you do, you should know when I touch you, when I care, I feel and desire for much, much more, but I can't I have this invisible fence between us, built upon you, I don't allow myself to cross it, cause I have got vallues to keep, and for shame of myself you don't wish me to cross it too, right? yeah as if you will ever tell me! you don't care, do you? no, you never care, you insist posting that 'she' was coward to not come working with us again, and why are you so intersted in that?? does it bother you somehow? the fact that she can fell in love with you again is what bothers you, cause you would not be strong enough to decline as you hit the eyes in her beautiful face, cause her eyes would be shinning and flamming, you would be consumed again, and that's bad isn't? to think of her again...yes you think of her every day and you will until the end of your life, and I wish you could feel the same for me, do you understand? why I always get torn when you mention her? huh?...