I believe that “Love at first sight” is real. An actual feeling you get when you first lay eyes on that one special person. More special than anybody you’ve ever met. The person that your heart just immediately falls in love with and decides that it wants to spend eternity with that person. I believe in “Love at first sight” because I’ve experienced in before. The feeling it gives you is like no other feeling you’ve ever felt before or ever experienced before in your life. You wonder, “Did I eat something bad? What’s going on? ” because you know it’s not butterflies in your belly.
It’s something much more different than that, like your heart wants to come out and draw you towards that person it fell so much in love with. “Love at first sight” is easily confused with “Lust at first sight”, when somebody is only wanted for their body and nothing more other than for their personality and interests in life. “Love at first sight” was understood within the context of a more general conception of passionate love, a kind of madness, or as the Greeks put it, madness from the gods. I never use to believe in “Love at first sight” until the day that I actually experienced it.
I thought it was a foolish thing to believe in. Then again I never had the experience of love either, besides a family’s love. Every time I heard somebody talk about “Love at first sight” I use to just laugh and say that we all have our own beliefs and our own opinions on things. “Love at first sight” is usually used in movies and novels about a character feeling a strong romantic attraction for a complete stranger once they first lay their eyes on them. It is said to be just a trope, something that is used for figurative language.
Described by poets and people from Greek, it has become one of the most powerful tropes in Western fiction. It was used in Les Miserables along with The Little Mermaid and even Romeo and Juliet. The day I started to believe in “Love at first sight” was the day that I first met my boyfriend. It was a Tuesday after school and I was going to the library with my friend to help her with her science project. It was August 30, 2011 on my mom’s birthday, and I begged my mom to let me go. After she finally agreed, my friend and I head off to the library from our lockers at school.
Once we stepped outside I was nearly blinded by the sun for how bright it was outside. We’ve been inside almost all day so of course my eyes have gotten a little bit sensitive to the sun light. Once we got to the library, we sat on the boulders sitting out front the library, right next to the copper statue that was later on the news because some junkie decided to steal it. It was quite loud outside, mainly because of all the cars driving by on the main road not too far away. My friend and I sat there and talked while she did her math.
I finished mine during lunch that day so I didn’t have any homework to do. In the meantime, I waited for her to be done so we can start working on her science project. I didn’t know that my entire life was going to be altered that day. I had no idea that my heart would fall in love with the most incredible teenage boy that I’ve ever met. Shortly after 3pm a city bus stopped and let off some teenagers at the bus stop in front of the library’s parking lot. I was busy looking at my phone checking to see if I had any missed calls or text messages from my family, so I never really saw him coming.
I looked up at the sound of teenage boys talking and noticed three walking right towards us. Of course, I started to get a little shy. One boy was wearing a red sweater; he had really short black hair and glasses. Another boy looked like my friend Kyle Harlow, with the short dirty blonde hair and the funny looking walk. It wasn’t Kyle though, we would have noticed each other and said, “Hi! ” if it was. The third boy was different, when I looked at him I would get this feeling in my stomach that felt like butterflies but meant much more than a tingly feeling.
He had medium-long hair that was brown and was wearing a white shirt with a red maple leaf centered on it and it looked a bit too big for him. His pants were a light acid-wash blue that were a little baggy, but he was wearing a belt and kept picking up his pants to waist height. His eyes were a beautiful blue-green color and his smile was the cutest thing I’ve ever seen. By now I realized I was staring, so I quickly looked at my phone and decided to just stare at it. I was nervous and shy so I pretty much refused to talk to anybody besides my friend. The boy with the red sweater kept asking my name, but I never really responded.
I just looked up at my friend and giggled a little. Meanwhile, the one I stared at for what seemed like forever was tossing rocks at me and smiling with his gorgeous smile. One boy left with his mom, the one that looked like my friend Kyle; and the boy with the red sweater left later too. The cute one gave up with his attempt at flirting with me and went inside the library. That was the day that I experienced the feeling of “Love at first sight”. It was also the day that I met my boyfriend, who is in my opinion, the best teenage boy on earth that I’ve ever met.