There's You

So. . .
There's you; who keeps reminding me of my unsuccessful past relationship.
There's you; who keeps bringing him up in all of our talk every time we meet.
There's you; who keeps believing I would still be his and would still remember him.
There's you; who keeps treating me all the same with all other girls.

But. . .
There's also you; who keeps avoiding talks about him every time I ask you first.
There's also you; who keeps reaching out your hand around me.
There's also you; who keeps making my heart beat faster when you leave.
There's also you; who keeps showering me with attention.

Who are you actually?