Yearning Heart

How in the world am I supposed to understand you if we do not communicate. 

We communicate with our desire for each other, but not with words. 

But wait, I still do not know if you like or even love me. 

Are we friends, are we soulmates, are we God's work of art. 

Please help me understand because I am way too deep.

My heart is aching, my heart is yearning. 

My body desires, my mind craves you, but my heart is aching.

I hate you for that. 

Of course, I could tell you, but that would not be the point. 

Because I love you, but I hate you. 

You make my heart yearn.