Love Byte # 9: It wasn't love at first sight.

Guest post by CurvyEveryday

I instantly fell in love Priya’s blog simply because of the pure genuineness of her writing. Her posts are filled with kindness and love so it couldn’t be more fitting that she hosts a month on Love. I on the other hand write a frivolous blog about trying to find some style that I misplaced a few years back. I wasn’t sure what I would write about, and decided to write about what love wasn’t for me. And hence the title.

I can honestly say I never knew love at first sight, there were no instant fireworks.

We met on the first day of college in our very first class. I can remember exactly what he was wearing and how cool I thought he looked. I remember being instantly drawn to him but it wasn’t love at first sight.

When I would walk into a room he would be the first person I would look for and we would always leave together at the end of the night. When we would walk home he’d sing “I would for you” and I would poorly chime in. It wasn’t love at first sight because it didn’t feel like time stood still; it felt like it flew by.

We were competitive design students who thought they knew it all but had very fragile egos to back it up. I would doubt myself and he would push me through. The only opinion that mattered to me was his. He made me want to do better. But it wasn’t love at first sight; I didn’t feel as if my legs were going to go from under me. Instead he gave me the strength to stand on my own.

He was the first person I would want to start my day with and the last person I would want to talk to at the end of the night. But it wasn’t love at first sight since he didn’t take my breath away. It was as if he breathed life into me.

We were “ just friends” at first, and everyone but us seemed to know it was love at first sight. I will still argue it wasn’t love at first sight. It was so much more. It was and is the great love of my life and I almost missed it. There is not a day that goes by that I don’t thank god for having him. And just when I think I couldn’t possibly love him anymore than I already do, I do. It grows more and more every day.

I write this because I think sometimes we have such expectations of what we think love is and how it should feel that we could miss the gift of true love even when placed right under our noses.

And I lied, we experienced all the symptoms of love at first sight 16 years later when our daughter was born and then again when our son was born.

Thank You Priya for your generosity of letting me be a part of your blog and this feature.

Image credits:

Fireworks cc licensed flickr photo by dodsworld

Tree, Roots: cc licensed istockphoto.com (modified by me)