I’m not a believer in love at first sight. I’ve never had it happen, so it didn’t occur to me to give it space in my mind. But I would never say that it couldn’t happen. It may have for some, but I don’t know them –-I only know it’s never happened to me.
But I remember one time when I came damn close. I was at a wedding reception and I saw someone across the crowded room. Our eyes met and he smiled briefly before turning away like I’d caught him staring at me for awhile.
He was handsome in a rugged sort of way. He had bedroom eyes, the kind that tease and flirt and you can’t make yourself turn away. A picture of acute aristocracy in how he carried himself, but a hint of vulnerability made him real.
He was dressed to impress, too, and clothes really do make the man —don’t let anyone tell you differently. I’m embarrassed to admit how easy it was to imagine what I might find beneath his dapper wrapper.
Our eyes met several more times and I could feel a lovely emotional attraction when he smiled and each time, we held it longer —I wondered if his thoughts traveled the same path as mine had as I stood and slowly walked out of the room.
I chose not to talk to him. I was afraid the spell would be broken and I’d be disappointed.
I don't believe in love at first sight, but I do believe in something. Was it lust, or merely a sweet mental connection? I still don’t really know even this many years later.
Here’s what I do know. The watching and imagining was nice and it was a private thing. No one got hurt and who would ever know?
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Well, we ALL know now--and I'm envious! I would have liked an experience like that, just once. But it seems either I was the looked-at or the lookee but it was never simultaneously reciprocated. That's a lovely "secret" memory you have. Lucky you!