I would have thought that loving someone is the same as being in love.
You know you are in love when that person's happiness means more than your own. When you feel as if a part of you is missing when they aren't around. When you would rather be miserable with them rather than bumbling along just content without them. When you can picture yourself growing old with them and still having something to talk about after ten or twenty years of marriage. When you can say anything to them and be yourself and be cherished and treasured.
I have always said (to the chagrin of someone I know) that if you have to ask the question of "Am I in love" or "Am I happy" then you already have your answer - no.
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