What is Love?

"What is Love?"

Love? Me, you say?
Hmm...yea...that'd be the day.

Love, to me, is tears at night.
Tossing and turning, only from fright.

It means its alright to feed the other lies.
And you don't have to care if the other one cries.

Love, to me, is only a word.
Even though spoken, its meaning: unheard.

I've been shown that love is only judgement by size.
If you don't own the "goodies", you don't get the prize.

Love, to me, isn't minding that affection is just attention call.
And even though YOU mean what you say, he doesn't mean it at all.

So, I know that you're thinking I'ma little confused.
That's just because love, to me, means being used.

~Reianna~
Still love ya baby, 4ever and always... =(