I believe in Love.
But I don't, however, believe in love at first sight. All a 'first sight’ could ever tell you about a person, is their appearance. What they look like. The shape of their body, the color of their hair, the shade of their eyes, and so on. And if those things appealed to you, then you could certainly make a plea for 'attraction’ at first sight, or 'lust’ at first sight.
But love?
No.
Love couldn’t sprout from only one meeting. Couldn’t be born out of just a glimpse. And certainly could never be sustained by attraction alone.
Not in my opinion, anyway.
Love should be more.
Deeper.
Magical, but real.
It should burn you alive, without ever harming a single hair on your head. Feral and animalistic, but protective and safe.
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