How to tell someone that she will never feel for me as I do for her?

Perhaps you think it is equal
And sometimes I do, too.

But then I ponder.
How can you love me
Just as I love you?

Perhaps you think love is always different
And I would certainly agree.

But then I wonder.
How can you love me
To this extreme degree?

Perhaps you find that you love my soul
And I would say “and yours”

But then I contemplate.
How can you love me
When my heart is wholly yours?

Perhaps you think that I’m unafraid
And I would argue against

Because then I mull.
How can you love me
With whatever are the future’s events?

The point is, love...

The point is

Love...

It hurts me sometimes
To love so deeply
And so completely

And it hurts me sometimes
To think I’m alone in this
These feelings of sheer bliss

And I inquire

How?

How can you love me the same?