love at first sight is a real thing
almost 4 years ago, this guy named sam suggested my friends and i go out after vespers to Waffle House, said his friend had a dope truck and needed to make friends since she had just gone through a breakup. it was night time and i didnt really look at her, just stuffed into the backseat of her car with like four other people.
as fate would have it, once we got to waffle house we sat at the end of the booth facing each other. we made eye contact for the first time. she was the complete opposite of what i thought was my type - blonde, white, âcishetâ, blue/green eyes. and yet she made the world fade away for a few seconds.
i snap out of it and the 6 or 7 of us have a great time and a great meal. we go back to campus and she and i bond over trauma and growing up in an abusive family. she said she hadnt met anyone who went through the extreme stuff she did.
the next day my friends and i are eating and i tell sam to invite âthe cute blondeâ we met the night before. years later she told me that she never expected to see me again, that she was surprised wirh how quickly we brought her into our friend group. ever since that day, weâve been inseperable.
the moment i knew i loved her was a simple one: we were her truck, i was sitting shotgun, our friends in the back. she was wearing this damn camo jacket and had her hair up in a ponytail, loose hairs blowing in the wind. i remember looking over at her and thinking, âoh noâ.
all of our friends said they didnt see it coming but if they had been paying attention it would have been obvious. how she always really wanted to kiss me during our stupid Slap or Kiss house party games. how i was always protective of her. once she saw me sitting next to and talking to this girl who liked me and she flung herself into my lap (shes gonna kill me for talking about that one). she would always be at my apartment even though she lived three states away. i would work my stupid job in the mornings, come home and hang out, and we would spend every night smoking together on the playground, just shooting shit and talking about life. all we ever had in the fridge was pizza, ramen, and beer.
we were falling in love in the most indie movie way.
no matter who i was with, i would constantly wonder âwhat if L is the person iâm supposed to end up with?â the very fact that i never wondered why i was thinking that never surprised me is quite telling in of itself
anyway - itâs not an anniversary or a birthday. sheâs just asleep next to me and she legally has my last name and itâs just a wonder to me that this is my life
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