From the day I saw him, I knew he was worth the time. From the time I met him, I knew it was worth the risk. From the day I opened up to him, I knew there was no turning back. From the day I grew closer to him, I knew he was opening up to me too. From the day I started to regularly check if he was okay or if he had anything on his mind, I knew that there was another thing I was feeling. From the day I fell in love with him, I knew it was going to be one hell of a ride. I just didn't know if it was worth the try.
The moment I laid eyes on him as he entered the door, I couldn't help but wonder at his silent demeanor. I couldn't help but stare and think, what if I could be go over and be friends with him? Would he even bother to look at me? Would he even bother to actually put up on a conversation with someone like me? But the longer I stared at him, the longer I realized that I might just have had a moment. That moment where everything just slows down and the only thing you could focus on was that one person. That moment the others call as a "slow motion." Then and there I was sure, that somehow love at first sight was kind of true.
And this is the story of how I fell in love with a guy who is a seminarian.
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The Waiting Game.
RomanceThis is how you fall in love. You fall in love when you laugh. You fall in love with the smile. You fall in love with the voice. You fall in love with what you get. But why is it so difficult to love, when it is easy to fall in love?
