Is it. Was it love.

I think i am.
But how can i know
How do i know, if it really is
Is it true, or am i imagining
Or am i just infatuating
Infatuating myself.
believing she feels the same.
humoring myself, i wish shed just say
tell me Truth, instead of letting me make a fool
Fool of myself,
Fool of my feelings
Wasting my emotions, wasted on her
Th time i spent, thinking, wishing
wishing for the tiniest bit of attention
from the girl who i once thought was the one.