Prologue
They say love at first sight is not actually a real thing. They say it’s just some chemical release in the brain due to attraction when you meet someone with traits that you personally find preferable. They say it’s some human equivalent to the reproduction process of the animal kingdom as they search for a mate that has the most desirable traits to pass on and ensure the survival of the species. Science says that this “phenomena” is just an infatuation, and it isn’t possible because you can’t really love someone you don’t even know. They say a lot of things, but those that have felt it and experienced it first hand know the truth.
It’s so much more than the “Oh-Em-Gee!! He’s like so Hot” that they make it seem. It’s a connection, instantly. It’s seeing them and losing sight of everyone else. It’s an instant need in so many more ways than just physical. It’s feeling as if the moment you lay eyes on them, some invisible thread attached itself at one end to you and at the other to them. It’s Bronte’s Heathcliff explaining to Jane how there’s a string connecting the rib cages of two kindred souls. It’s the cheesiest, cloud nine, knees weak, butterflies in the stomach thing you could think of; and then it’s so much more. It’s the moment you find your person.
I was like the skeptics. Love at first sight sounded like the absolute dumbest thing I had ever heard of. More than that, who could ever believe in such a thing as a soul mate? The one person you were destined for? Isn’t falling in love just something that relies on proximity? Wouldn’t you fall in love with someone at some point wherever you are in the world? Falling in love couldn’t be as complicated as searching through life and finally meeting the “one.” Isn’t it based simply on the fact that there are the people in your immediate environment and basically you have to just pick one? In what world would it make sense that you are going through your day like every other day and then, BOOM, you meet the person that was designed specifically for you and that you are meant to be with? Your designated person, your other half, or the missing piece of the puzzle. To say I was a skeptic and just a little bit cynical would be quite a bit of an understatement; but that was until I met him when I was 17.
A chance encounter in my day like every other and then the BOOM that changed my life.