Love Or Simply Like? Poem by traccy manganye

What is wrong with me?
Have I gone insane?
Am i to go through all this pain?
Is this what love does?
Turns you into your own enemy?

You've hurt me so many times,
yet I find myself back to you;
give you another chance
to hurt me through and through

I cry and vow to myself
never to go throught the pain again
but only if my heart would let me.

So is this L-O-V-E?
Love is similar to shopping?
Picking up what attracts you,
keep it till you see something else;
something else better-
only to waft what you once loved?
Is Love confused with Like?
If love is as great as it's said to be,
why is it so easy to stop loving something?

Is it the heart that loves?
'cos it wouldn't be as easy to let go
what we claim to love 'with all our hearts'
How can love transform into hate?
Is it possible to love
someone so dearly today,
and hate them tomorrow?
Is love some sort of play?

Did you ever love me?
Was it all in your mind?
You abondoning me seems right to you
as if you've been put to light.

Has it all been an illusion?
A false vision?
A vision that's never been there?
Only appeared in my dreams?
The love you had for me has been an illlusion, in my dreams?

Was it love,
or simply lust?
That I don't know