Like or Love?

They tell me I'm in love.
Am I?
No matter how hard I try
I can't get your face out of my mind.
Your sparkling blue eyes,
That crooked smile.
All your expressions
And the way your face lights up
When you're telling me a story.

I was over you.
I was.
You acted like you didn't want
To be close friends like we were and are.
So I let you have your space
And I got over you too.

But then I saw you again
And I heard your voice.
And you acted like the best friend you were,
Focused only on me.
Your old, crazy, hyper self,
The one everyone says I am in love with.

And now I'm right back to where I started,
Crushing (or loving? If they're right) on you.

Talking to you longer than we've ever talked
And wanting to talk to you more and more, all day every day,
Laughing at everything you say
(Which again they say
Is proof I'm in love.
But that's not it;
You're just so hilarious.)

You finally called me
And my heart started pounding.
And I never wanted to hang up the phone.

They tell me I'm in love.
Am I?
Is this what love is?
Only time will tell,
Only God knows.