Love at first sight

I asked her do you believe that as soon as any man walks into a room and he’s eyes fall so completely upon someone like you he can fall in love? at first she didn’t answer she just looked at me probably surprised by my frankness my impudence my candour but then she asked me are you inquiring about love at first sight a feeling that may not or might exist somewhere beneath all the clutter filling a juvenile mind or are you asking me about an aching an itch that needs to be scratched or a desire a want a thirst for a liaison with no strings attached? defiantly I replied love at first sight which I know operates surreptitiously in the wasteland between an obligation and a need to unite heart and head from amongst the confusion of restraint, pursuit and absolute dread but it’s source undoubtedly is the heart which let’s face it over the course of a lifetime performs some pretty cool yet for no apparent reason in one instant can explode a bomb designed to inflict maximum damage to the limbs and the tummy and intellectual mechanics of the victim which in this case is me and I need to tell you you are that incendiary device perfect incomparable completely beautiful and designed to entice to convince to ignite intentions inside to reawaken desires thought stolen by time and that explosion that eruption of feeling in a nanosecond can reverse all the years given over to personal internal corrosion all the doubt and worries all the spiteful self inflicted inner erosion and implement love and that’s what happened to me it’s what you achieved when you offered rationality a good reason to leave because in my mind when I walked into this place and I saw you you filled the room you emptied it you spoke you screamed you sent up distress flares yet probably did none of this because in a moment I was absorbed and transfixed obsequious even psychologically pissed and I became someone or something I wasn’t before incomplete like a jigsaw scattered all over the floor and I wanted you to reassemble me to understand to reciprocate to feel empathy for our likes and dislikes to chemically bond to create some kind of loved up remedy and I now know love at first sight really exists when it’s true when it’s untethered when it’s substantial and it’s living and I never recognised it until I saw you to me you are everything again she never replied not at first her eyes decoding manufacturing her thoughts incubating inside she was searching I assume for what she needed to say to placate me maybe to chastise me or even to bat my feelings away? but then she simply smiled at me almost knowingly as if to her this was an everyday occurrence like Deja vu like Groundhog Day and said something that completely surprised me thank you she said