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My Boyfriend Is An Illegal Immigrant
His visa situation makes it exhausting to love him
How may I know if my boyfriend truly loves me… or if he is just using me for support while he is in a precarious visa situation?
I just want to cry!
Early Sunday afternoon, my boyfriend and I decided to leave the stuffy air of my condo to go for a stroll. When the elevator doors opened on my floor, they revealed two police officers in uniform. My heart stopped.
Was today the day some strangers finally came to arrest my love with a one-way ticket for him to return to Latin America?
My boyfriend entered the elevator, business as usual. I twisted my lips into what I hoped resembled a smile. Silence enveloped the elevator cabin during the ride down. I prayed to God that nothing odd would force him to voice a word with the accent that I adore; that same singing tonality that reveals he wasn’t born here.
Eventually, we all exited the undulating prison. My boyfriend held my hand and embraced me as we walked out of my building. Two years of undocumented status have made him resistant to the fear of being arrested for merely being.
