What is the point of love if there is no emotion?

Its 3 AM and I cant sleep. A dream overwhelmed me and the man I care about could care less. Am I overdramatic? No! I am not. I am in need. In need for someone who cares about me ultimately. This is not the first time this kind of situation has arose, neither is it not been a topic of discussion. I am lonely. This is not a good feeling when you are "with" someone. THis is not how it is supposed t be. I hate this feeling really, and I know what to do about it, but the thing is, even when in missery, it still seems like you just don't want to be the one to let go. I need support. I need someone who feels like I do. We don't argue. We don't really do anything together except the occasional drink. Hell, anything I suggest we do is like pulling teeth. What does this mean I wonder. I know there are two sides to every story, and I am no battared, unkept woman. Shit, most people would say that I am a selfish person and just need to suck it up. Hell, I cant help how I feel. I want out. I am freezing at 98 degrees and I need someone to keep me warm. A warmth that only another person can give me, the kind I get without touch. A fucking carring warmth of not just words but emotions, which I am reminded weekly that he has none. Pressure of what to do eludes me, and from there my heart screams at me to let it go but my comfort says to deal. What is the point in love if there is no emotion?