Him , again

I tell him the things he does that make me feel special , make me feel different and loved, Make me tingle and more than just hugs I ask him does he feel the same way , he said. Of course I do , when will you let me lay? I ask again. He avoids I ask again. He yet has to convoy I ask again He replies with "Stop it. Everything I guess. From your soles to your top" "Breasts bum and hips , lips sounds and kiss" I feel dumb , but I love him so , oh how I feel So Very Alone.