I wonder to my self how do you know you like somebody? How do they like you? Now I want you to think of somebody you like. Dont you wish they liked you back. Dont you wish you knew about what love really is? What is love? People say it is how you now he or she is right for you but its never like this. We always say love is when you stare into somebodys eyes or butterflys or The clock look and back away. What if these are real? We live in a world of mystery and misery. But how do we know the difference between love and puppy love? These are things that trick us but why?