I Know How I Feel, What About You?

Depressed, and broken, my life may be,
But lately you're the only one I see.
I like so many guys, but you the most,
Yet I wonder if you see, or I'm see-through like a ghost.

I barely even know you, and I see you even less,
You always seem so happy, and never under stress.
You treat me very nicely, but am I the same as everyone?
Am I just a friend? Will you even call me Hun?

In a picture you took with me, you seem kind of nervous,
Not that you could tell, by just looking at the surface.
But in the picture with my friend, you seem pretty awkward,
Like, "get this picture over", as she's pushing at you inward.

In mine, despite it was pouring rain,
You seemed like you could be there forever, no pain.
You look at me in the eyes, and talk,
But is this just for me, or any girl, I want a key to unlock-

you mind, so I can tell, if I've found someone to like me.
Are you someone who cares the same as me, do you think I'm pretty?
I need a reply, it's only been a week,
I won't see you again, for a while, is confusing me a technique?

I need to know.