It wasn't love the first time my eyes found yours.
Nor was the second or a thousand times more.
It took years, clearly emphasizing that it wasn't like lightning and fire. It was slow. So slow that when I somehow knew it was coming, I still didn't expect it. Like the waters when there's a storm brewing. It was calming. So calming that it knocked me off my feet, drowning me with emotions I recognize but unable to name. That's when I realized too, that I can never love someone else the same.
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