Éire go brách!

I had a thought before.
Some people like each other, and that's a fact. But what about love? How do you know you love someone? You could stick around long enough to hear your boyfriend say he loves you, and then you might think you love him too? But how can you tell for sure.
Some people say it's the things you can't live without that you love, but is it really so? I, for example, loved a rabbit I once had, but when he passed I didn't die. I was upset and all, but I didn't go into a depression, let alone stop living. Does that mean I didn't love him, just simply liked him because he was a good rabbit? Domesticaded, house-broken and all.

No, what I wanna know is if there are any clues or hints to look for. Something just to let you know it's love. Seriously, how the fuck are you supposed to know?

I hear people everyday saying those three words "I love you", and I hear myself saying them as well. Even to people they and I could live without. I'm not insinuating that I go round telling people I don't like that love them, that is not the case so don't get your knickers in a twist just yet, because the people I say it to I really do indeed like.
What I'm looking for is something to just let me know for sure. What is love? You can't touch it, only feel it. But how do you know it's love you're feeling. How do you know you've passed that line, when you're no longer in the "like-zone" but stepped into the "love-zone"?

The first time I truely loved someone other than family and friends, I had an epiphiny. I kind of just knew I loved the person in question. Although that kind of love is just a different kind, isn't it?

Hell, how should I know; I am but a layman. Ermm... laywoman. Nah that just sounds odd, even though it's a word.

Let me hear your ideas.

/Ebba
xooxxoox

By the way, it's Friday! And I'm happy.
Cheers to all.