How do you know it's love?

A valid question posted by a friend a little while back. She has ascertained in her own particular situation that it in fact is love. My answer to her was that there are no signs, you just know. That person is on your mind every waking moment and sometimes in your sleep. You can see a future with him, doesn't matter how fuzzy it may be. His opinion actually counts. All you can think about is what you can do to make him happy. So if all of these signs are present, is it love?

It's not fool-prove, but that's what I would like to see before I can begin to label it that. Love just happens. There's no rhyme or reason about it. I'm glad she believes she's in love. I'm happy for her.

So what about me? I don't know. I honestly don't know. All those signs are present for me, and everytime I see him nothing else matters. I was talking to another friend on the phone the other day and when he called, I quickly hung up and called him back. Why? I don't know. I still don't think it's love. My buddy asked me, what is it about him? I told him he makes me feel comfortable. Is that really a good reason? By all mean, no. I don't think that's a good reason. I have no idea. All I can think of is the way he looked at me in silence that afternoon so long ago. He looked at me like he knew everything about me, he looked right through me. He made me blush and looked away. I didn't think I knew how to blush anymore.