Confused

I Really Think I'm Confused,
Do I Really Like Her,
Or Am I Just Being Used,
Because When We're Apart,
I Feel Bruised,
Unable To Think,
Until We're Reunited,
I'm Always Accused,
Of Being In Love,
With Another,
But When I Think About Her,
There Is No Other,
Yet I Would Rather,
Get Or Gather,
The Proof,
That I Am A Good Guy,
Which I Think Is True,
Because If This Isn't Love,
Then I'm Not Meant For You.

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short one,
no idea how i feel anymore,
unsure if somebody reads these :S