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Is It Love?
When I stare at him across the room, praying he would look back, is that Love?
When I sit down with my hand on the cheek, thinking about him, is that love?
When I constantly look at the clock, wishing the class would end soon,
Because I knew I would see him in the hallway, is that love?
When I catch the same bus with him
Even though it doesn't bring me anywhere near my house, is that love?
When someone said his name, my face turn bright red with a smile and my stomach felt funny, is that love?
When a day wasn't going will for me, and just seeing ...