Sep 13, 2005 12:44
So maybe you were right and I don't know what love is.
And maybe all those times we kissed and my stomach went up in knots that was just my imagination.
Or maybe when I looked right into your deep brown eyes and professed those three words I was just making it up.
Or what about every time my heart ached for you and my body begged for your attention, maybe that was lust, not love.
And maybe, just MAYBE every time I cried myself to sleep because you didn't call, or you lied about what you were doing and who you were with, or when you cheated on me and broke my heart THAT was just in my crazy head.
Maybe every feeling I EVER felt towards you was nothing.
Because if I don't know what love is, there isn't any way I could feel that emotion and this is all I could come up with.
So maybe you're right and I don't know what love is
but I heard it hurts
so I must have been on the right track.