Love

I love you the three most misunderstood words. It's not that you love her but you lust her. To her it sounds so right but your the biggest dog and she's suffering from your bite. You treat her any o way and because you say you"love her" she stays. She's blinded by your eyes and all those good lies. It's as if she's in a dream and I wanna scream WAKE UP ! The problem is people don't know what real love is. Love is patient, love is kind, it is not envious. Love does not brag, it is not puffed up. It is not rude, it is not self-serving, it is not easily angered or resentful. Call me spoiled but this is the kind of love I'm use to. For my father wraps me in love. He even sent his only begotten son to die for me. If that's not love then I don't know what is.