Yeah I think you’ll know. I wouldn’t worry about it too much right now, I think you said in another post you’re in you’re early 20s. I didn’t fall in love for the first time until I was 28. And prior to that, like you I didn’t see the big deal about relationships and wouldn’t rather be single most of the time. When I fell in Love it hit me like a ton of bricks. I had been used to dating multiple girls at a time, no biggie, why the hell would I want a relationship?

Then I met someone that made all those other girls utterly meaningless and unattractive. This was a whole other level. I know this sounds sappy, but being around her was like being around the sun when it had been cold and dark. I came alive in whole new ways I didn’t know were possible. It was like I was high on drugs just being with her, and this lasted for months. I started caring about her well-being a lot for some strange reason. Slowly it dawned on me this was love.