I'm not sure when it happened. Falling in love, that is. I've never believed in all that love at first sight bullshit, but a part of me wonders if it was during the first encounter. Falling into those deep, blue grey eyes as I introduced myself. The eyes that reminded me so much of the sea after a storm. Reminded me so much of my fears of water but calming them all instantly. I found myself wanting stare into them forever, even if it meant drowning. The eyes that were too mature for their age, filled with happiness and sadness and everything in between.
Had it been the first time I heard that laugh? The one filled with so much happiness despite all ever looming sad story that the eyes spoke of? A laugh that made everyone in hearing distance turn and stare in awe. The one that made me hold my breath and curse the days when I went without it? I found myself trying so hard to come up with things to say and jokes to tell just so I could hear that laugh again and again and again.
Or was it the voice that accompanied this soul? The voice that was smooth as silk but also rough and raw when needed to be? The voice of all my encouragement and advice, the one that I could fall asleep to. The one that held so much kindness. It was the voice that you could fall for blindly. I could fall for that voice even with my eyes closed.
Maybe it had been when I was caught staring, or vice versa. When in that moment, I didn't care who was watching and I was just in awe of this beauty, in awe of this spirit, in awe that I was so lucky to have met them. I never believed I would fall in love. I thought it would be too hard and I was scared of crash landing. But they didn't make it hard. Falling in love was easy. Falling in love came suddenly, and I realized I would never be the same.
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