I'm pretty sure when we
fall in love, we don't realize it.
We just like that person, and eventually we start defending
them, and get jealous whenever they talk to another person. We
always want to be with them because they make our crappy lives
worth living for a couple of hours a day. They take our pain
away; make us laugh, make us mad, make us sad, and embarrassed.
But no matter what they make us feel, we always come back for
more. I think that's just how love works.