So confused.

You say, you love me. 
You love talking to me. 
You love seeing me. 

You love kissing me. 
You love being with me. 
But is it all true?

You act like you don't care anymore. 
Like we had nothing. 
Like you never loved me. 

Then when we're alone you're all sweet. 
I fall for you all over again. 
Then the next day, everything changes. 

I don't know weither you love me. 
Or your just desperate. 
Do you even mean half the stuff you say?