What I called love

Today my love had shattered
My heart got yet another chip
What I called love
Was really just sorrow

She had forgotten me
Before I even confessed
What I called Love
Was really just fear

Now I sit quietly in the dark
Even colder than before
What I called love
Was really just dependence

Bitterly I throw my dreams away
Realizing how small they are
What I called love
Was really just jealousy

But in a panic I cry
Picking them up to hug
What I called love
Was really just assurance

Unable to give them up
Unable to make them real
What I called love
Was really just nothing at all