It feel like I never knew love until I met him.
But that is a lie.
Even though with each glance I feel like I am learning to love over,
since I met him.
And at times I feel like I couldn't have found love again without him.
His grace and patience.
And yet with all that said,
I don't love him.
I find trouble in loving him,
or even in the simplest form of such definitions.
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Sometimes love comes in the form of false prophets and we have a hard time deciphering between being in love or having love for someone.
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