What You Called "Love"

I thought we'd be okay
With no reply to what I'd say.
I trusted you way too much
Everytime our lips touched.
It turned into a disaster
But to you, it's whatever.
You got what you wanted
And by your "love" I was haunted
But i wouldn't call it love
And hate isn't strong enough.
I don't know what it was
Could it have been lust?
Either way, it doesn't matter
You or no one, I'd want the latter.