Love

I woke up with a thought today, Love. Weird I know. Echo? Love? Like two parallel lines that never meet. Don’t get me wrong I’m not in love, far from it actually. I’m curious about love, how do you know when you’re loved or when you’re in love? So I asked a friend and Like me she didn’t know. How could she? How could I? What could 17 year olds possibly know about love.