This hurting love

I want you to do a lot of things.
Too many things.
I can bring you anything.
Anything you want.
I know you don't love me
But I can't change myself.
This love can kill me,
This love destroys my health.
Maybe I'm not pretty enough,
Maybe you're already in love,
Maybe you hate that I always invite you.
I don't want to think you are cruel.
Sometimes I think you love only yourself
But it doesn't matter to me.
But people often tell stories about you.
About one girl and you.
This girl's with you in the cinema
And another girl in cafe.
So you can tell me anything
But it's hard to believe you.
I'm so tired of these stories.
I want to sleep and don't listen to this.
And I know you'll forget me
But I hope you'll come.
All the people in the world know that you don't love me.
All of them know it won't change.
I don't want to love you
So it's better for me to leave you.
It's better to go away.