will we ever be more

you say were just friends wish we could be more but ur the best and im just a mess no longer shall i ignore my no ending feelings that i shall implore my love for u, fills the depths of space as if it isnt already filled by my thoughts of u are we more than friends? why did u treat me the way u did why do u keep calling me a good person am i?? then why are we just friends and never more why do u act like theres nothing between us is there anything between us?? am i just delving into insanity why did u hug me the way u did? why did u hold my hand the way u did? why do u think of me as just a friend to vent to? why not more than that i wish that the answer was yes but will it ever? will u ever change ur answer is it just set in concrete every single "no" feels like u killed me but im not dead it feels like the glass protecting my heart shattered and the glasss shards stab my heart that feeling every day