This thing called L.O.V.E

This morning I woke up in a sort of panic and the first face that flashed through my mind was that of a person who kinda fancies me right now. I say he kinda fancies me because, as much as I kinda fancy him too, as a fine girl, I must do small shakara *rolls eyes*

So yeah, back to the feeling of panic...it felt like my chest was going to explode and I really felt like having a big hug from him (this is a big deal because I am not a hugger).

While I went about the rest of my morning activities (which included doing dishes, doing my own unique variation of several yoga stretches, having a shower and getting dressed), I wondered if I was in love with this person.

As much as I have used the word a few times before (kill me now if you like), I am always rather unsure how one is supposed to feel when one falls in love. 

For all the times I have considered myself in love, the feeling and manifestations have been varied plus, seeing as I am technically still single, all these 'loves' ended *shrugs*.

This is the first time I have woken up in a panic and had very livid images of a person I fancy (yeah I said it, I kinda fancy him too *tongue out*) so I am rather perplexed by it. I won't rush into conclusions and I will just see how this plays out.

But hey, here's a question for you...how do you know when you fall in love?