How Do I Know?

When it comes up, I tell people I first fell in love when I was sixteen. This is accepted without question, and I generally do not expand on this. But every time I say this, I ask myself, How do I know? Because surely, if I was truly in love, it would be so obvious as to be unquestionable in its merit. Surely, if I was truly in love, I would have been able to recognize it while I was feeling it.…