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Hey 👋 if you don't mind me asking do you believe in love at first sight
Hello.
No, I don't mind you asking. Good question, however, because I honestly have never thought about it.
I've not yet had an opportunity to romantically find love in such an instance. But, if you gave me enough time to think about it, I suppose that love at first sight does exist, in a unromantic way.
With my first sibling, my father says that it was love at first sight and that I absolutely adored them from the moment I set eyes on them at the new age of two years old. You could have said that the baby was a belated birthday present. Apparently, my mother often chastised me for kissing the baby’s very delicate skin because it was ever so sensitive. I often got blamed for causing rashes to blossom, especially around the forehead or under the eyes. If only the idiot could have seen how much I loved them so when they were a baby.
I first fell in love platonically when I was eleven when I met my first friend. I guess you could have called it love at first sight because all I remember about meeting her for the first time was that I would do anything to be the best friend she could have ever have. Thankfully, she saw that and took a chance on me, a child who had never truly understood friendship until then. I love her very much and even though we are complete opposites in looks and personalities, I see her as a sister. We try and talk to each other over the phone once a week.
Even though it would say the opposite about me, the poor thing, it was true love at first sight when I first saw the violin. I just fell in love with it. At eight years old, I was convinced that I'll be playing until my fingers become obsolete. My first violin, even though it's too small for me to play comfortably, is one of my most beloved possessions. It now lives with my mother in the crawl space underneath my old bunk bed and I still refuse to let her throw it out. It has been a while since I last picked up a bow but I think I could still play one of my exam pieces from memory. All I know about romance is heartache, unfortunately. I could tell you all about that instead. I know broken hearts more than I know about unbroken ones. I’m sorry.
Did I successfully manage to answer your question?
I'm still young, who knows? Someone might surprise me in the future.