What is he thinking?

Did he never get how much I loved him, the storys I wrote for him, the signs I gave him that I want him in my life? Did he never get that he makes me happy and that he put the smile on my face everytime I saw him? Did he never get that he makes my feelings twiste like a spinner and he makes me cry and he makes me suffer and he causes the tears I can't stop even if my cheeks look dry for others? Did he never get that I can't go on and always run to him to be with him? Did he never get that I didn't ask for anything expect him? Did he never get that he was the one who helped me just with telling me it will be alright? Did he never get that I think about him each day in my life? Did he never get that I really gave my heart to him and I am not able to take it back so it fell onto the ground and broke? Did he never get that he was the only one who was able to hurt me more, break me and throw me away?