Do you love me?

From a puzzled, frustrated lover, whose ONLY love has been ignoring him continuously ...

Whenever I look at you, you look sideways as if you are ignorant of my glance

When I don't see you, that time, you make it a point to let your presence known to me

When I gather courage to tell you something about my love, you won't give a chance to me to talk to you

Frustrated, when I try to forget everything about you and start focusing on my work, then again you make it a point to let your presence known to me

Whenever, by chance, our eyes meet, I can see an ounce of affection in them for me

Now, I am puzzled!

I don't know whether that affection is my feeling or really you have something for me!

If you do not have any feelings for me, I would like to ask, why repeatedly you make it a point to let your presence known to me?

Please let me know whether you have any feelings for me! 

Author's Note

This is my first poem.