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Is This Love?

When we do not talk about love when we want to talk about love, an important issue to take into consideration. It is like a fever that we have inside, and when we have the chance to do it, we cannot afford it (and it seems so easy...). The person who is going to be said that love, is so powerful, that the feeling becomes cruel, weird, and almost impossible to throw it up. Why is this so? I cannot tell it, but hopefully, someone could do that, because if they cannot, loads of people may be in a big trouble. Why the people that we appreciate in this manner do not realize about our struggle? Is it so difficult? I do not think so, or at least, at this moment of my life. Hopefully time will answer this, because if it does not, I will not find that love in my entire life, or maybe I will, who knows? Maybe I should take myself to another place and try to forget it, but I am apparently tied to this place, I could not bear the idea of being away from these people. Perhaps I find another person , but, will this be like the other? It is said that there are not two same persons in the world. However, if these people do not realize about my wicked feeling, they do not deserve me, or do they? Anyway, I have to put these words into practice and lead my feelings into another worthy world, place, time, or person.