I haven't been in love. Ever. But I experienced falling hard for someone. It wasn't love. To that I'm certain. Because love is something that should be fiercer than what I feel. I could say that I came close though. A feeling so intense that I still am holding it until now. He still occupies my whole being. Barging in my mind and lingers. Visits my dreams without notice. Never letting anyone comes closer more than he has. Maybe because I constantly let the memories of him wander my thoughts that I became so infatuated I could hardly get away from it. A Cathect Limerence. But is it really?