Is This True Love?

What happens when all those tingly butterflies
disappear?
Would it still be called love if those butterflies
are gone?
Everything disappears after those butterflies
fly away.
Everything suddenly becomes boring...
even the most emotional and sinful act will become
dull and fade away.
Those feelings that once had you with sharpened senses and an optimistic outlook, quickly change and all excitement vanishes.
I know that true love is a myth, a lie, a fake.
I know that it does not exist in a world
where the next consumer rampage controls the thoughts and minds of us all.
I am starting to understand that my infatuation is a lie.
That I am not in love, but maybe lust
I know that we will all lust for someone,
and that lust will become boring and never a doubt
end in tragedy.