Perfect Love

Have you ever felt the passion that you get when you experience love at first sight? I never believed this passion existed, I always thought it was just in fairy tales. This was before the day I met the girl of my dreams.1

On a regular day, not much different from any other, I walked into my classroom alone, my green Jansport pulled tightly against my back, I grabbed a seat in the far end of the class and quickly sat down. The teacher began reading of names from a piece of paper she had held out in front of her. I was just sitting there staring into my thoughts, waiting for the teacher to call my name so I can say “here” and then get to work. By the seventh name she had I called I began to grow impatient. Finally she called out my name. I said “here”, and was now ready to put on my headphones and segregate my self from the rest of the world. Before I could do this, I heard the teacher say the name “Taylor”, and for some reason I felt the urge to look and see who it was that carried that name.2

I turned to an awkward position in my seat, and gazed into the wonderful green eyes of an angel with brilliant blonde hair. Time slowed down and I was in heaven watching her play with her hair. The only thought that came to mind was “she’s the one”. Even though I hadn’t yet spoken a word to her, there was this feeling deep within me; my heart began to dance at the sight of her. I had never before felt this way, never known of anyone feeling the way I did, but still I knew, that every thing at this moment in time was perfect.3

I had to speak to this thief that had stolen my heart away from me. I stood up, and began to casually walk over to her. With every step I took I felt there was a barrier of beauty in which I had to pass. My legs began to quiver, and now I became nervous, but I had to accomplish this. As I got even closer I could smell the wonderful aroma of her perfume. Finally I reached her, took a deep breath and said. “How… how…hi.” My mind filled with a million thoughts at once, how could I be this stupid, I was not worthy of talking to this magnificent beauty, but it was too late, I had already looked like a loser. Even with this feeling of shame, there was still an even greater feeling of happiness, for she was smiling, this must mean she thought I was cute, or stupid, either way, I was happy.4

She then said hi and asked me my name. We began conversing, talking about everything and nothing; we talked all of class. With every word becoming closer and closer. We were a lot alike, many similar interest and dislikes, it was like we were one person. This time we had in class, I felt, wasn’t enough, I had to spend every second with her. I decided to make a move and ask her out, sadly she turned me down, but we still had many interesting conversations that would last forever.5

Months had gone by and we had talked everyday, and finally my dreams came true, Taylor had asked me out. I was struck with disbelief, I couldn’t believe that someone that perfect, would want to be with me. Of course I said yes and I was so happy, my whole life had changed at that single moment, I had thought it was for the better, but came to learn that I was wrong. Taylor and I wouldn’t talk like we used to, I didn’t fell comfortable around her anymore, because I was scared that I might do something that she wouldn’t like and this would lead to her not liking me anymore. I was so worried on doing something wrong that I forgot to be myself. She had noticed this and felt the same way, she told me that things were different now because we were acting different, and that’s not how it was supposed to be. We were supposed to be the same people we were before, but sadly we were so perfect for each other that we were both scared to fail in front of each other. So she broke up with me, and that was the end of my perfect love. 6