What is Love?
Is it a strong like? Sometimes that's all it feels like.
Or a weird hate? Based on the burning and aggravation when small things go wrong
Is it a sneaky lust? Because you know what I really want right?
Can it even be trusted? Many people say it one day and nothing the next.
Maybe its just a word, a word for manipulation.
The truth about it is Love is what you make it. Nobody can make it for you...but that's just what I think