Poem: Love?

What is this pain?

The one where it hurts to look up.

Where it seems as if the sun is always shinning in your face.

This pain hurts like no other.

 The knife in the hand wilt the blood dripping on the floor, yet I am numb to it all.

The thought that this is me and there is nothing I can do to change it.

This is one is serious, and yet it is one that moves me like the wind move the leaves.

Is this real life or am I dreaming?

The thought of losing something that you never knew you could have.

What is going on with me?

Could I be in love?

Could I be losing my love?

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