There IS such a thing as love at first sight. Im not being poetic in the slightest when I declare this. I'm being dead honest. It's a thing and it's terrifying and very much real.
For example: the first time I saw him I had to stop breathing for a second in order to actually take him in. No, I didn't instantly fall in love or anything --that's fucking ridiculous-- but I did, however, grow instantly attracted to him and intrigued.
He had this odd attractivness; at a first glance fucking hot and sexy and just damn, but the longer you stared he had this way of almost looking downright adorable. He looked so innocent and yet so edgy and bad ass and WAY out of my league. He isn't even the most attractive guy I've ever seen and yet for some unknown reason he was hands down the most beautiful. Almost as if he was carefully crafted by god to absolute perfection which is wild because the longer you stared you realized he wasn't but that didn't even matter. To me he was absolutely perfect.
It wasn't just his appearance though, there was something else about him that had me consumed with an immediate desire to know him, to unravel him, to uncover his secrets, to mend his wounds, to be near him and be a part of his life. And when ever he looked at me I realized that someone taking your breath away was an actual thing. It was like when he looked my way I stopped breathing all together, like I couldn't seem to recall how to breathe in and out. I had forgotten how to inhale and exhale, and each time I remembered to, my breathing was always so shaky.
of "This Thing Called Love": a collection of my OWN, real life experience over analyzed, pondered, and re-lived via late night thoughts]