It was love at first sight—and I couldn’t even see him. Okay, I take it back. It wasn’t love. Love requires actually having spoken to a person. At the minimum. Maybe it was infatuation at first sight. Or preoccupation. Or obsession. Whatever it was, I wasn’t complaining.
I probably don't believe in "love at first sight" because I sort of feel like to LOVE a person you need to *know* that person pretty well . . . but I definitely believe in attraction at first sight. Or a spark at first sight. There can be a moment where something in you just recognizes something in another person--something you can't even put into words. Your sense are reading something deep that never even reaches your consciousness that just makes you want to get closer to that person. I don't know what that is, but it's endlessly fascinating to me.
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