Is it love
The days have turned to weeks
Weeks to Months
And Months to years
And still I am not sure if it is love
I know that I cannot live without you
And that our lives are meshed as one but I still question
If it is love
Is it a love that is like no other
One no one can pierce
One no one can comprehend
I continue like I do not know
I know he questions it too
We both afraid to say it isnt love
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I am a 23 year old African American Hispanic female. I attend John Jay College of Criminal Justice. I am a current Master student in Forensic Mental Health Counseling. My career goal is to receive a Phd in Clinical Forensic Psychology.
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