Counfused..

You kiss me,
Then give me a slap in the face,
Telling how you hate me.

You hold me close, like you never want to let go,
Then you push me away,
Yelling, saying how I make you miserable.

You come to me, crying how I'm the only one that is ever there,
Then you say
You can never count on me for anything.

You mock and tease,
Saying how you dream of me,
Then say we will never be again.

What is it that you truely feel?
One minute, it's like you love me more than anything,
The next, you hate me more than everything.

You confuse me so.
Why can't you just say how you truely feel?
Do you love me like you still say you do,
Or do you hate me like you mew?