Love u say?

Love? Me you say?
Hmm... yea... that'd be the day.
Love, to me, is tears at night.
Tossing and turning, only out of fright.
It means that its alright to feed the other lies.
And you don't have to care if the other person cries.
Love, to me, is only a word.
Even though spoken, basically unheard.
I've learned that love is only judgement by size.
If you aint got the goodies, you don't get the prize...
Love, to me, is not caring if affection isn't publicly shown.
And only time its said, is when the two are alone.
So, I know your thinkin I'm a little confused.
Thats just because love to me, means being used.