How do I know what's true?

I'm standing on a hilltop,
Wind blowing through my hair,
My eyes stare blank unmoving,
About you, do I care?

But it's like this more and more,
As though I'm stuck inside my head,
Wondering what was hidden
Behind those words you said.

I've become so close to you;
You are my best friend.
But have you always liked me;
Was this always just pretend?

And now I find I'm questioning;
Did I always love you too?
Are you more than just a friend;
How do I know what's true?

I wish I could understand what love really is. Please comment and vote xx