Love Is.

They say that love is kind That love is pure and hard to find Well its true I thought i found my lover But now im not sure He treats me like a women should and yet there’s something that tells me to leave is it my heart telling me not to trust Or is it my heart They say Love is happy That Love is not self-seeking but i don't know what to think I think I love him but it seems as if he's changed is it wrong to feel the way i do to still have my doubts though the ring around my finger bounds me to him I fear that what they say is just a bunch of lies i see it in his eyes he's hiding something from me they say Love is trusting well so far i have and yet for so many nights i wonder did i make the right chose I do love him for my heart stops when he’s not around and yet the though of death it seems so nice confusion hurts it really is like a shinning knife that cuts so deep and yet i contunie to think of it Im not really sure what love is i just know that love should never hurt they it is so to my lover i say again I love you But in my head all I say is i should have known better