Love at first sight.

I watched the sweat shimmer on your collarbones as I listened to you tell me about your day. The street light just outside the window cast you in shadowy contrast. I watched you talk to me while you lay on your back, the gray sheet coming up only to your hips. You would talk, turn to look into my eyes, turn back and start talking again. You looked beautiful that night, not unlike most every night. But, to me, you looked more beautiful than ever just the way you were then. On your back, your hands under your head, looking at the ceiling. The light from outside hitting your left eye just right, so it looked like it was glowing. The inner animal, I remember thinking. For the life of me I couldn't remember what you were talking about. Work maybe? I only remember the burning and bubbling feeling in my guts. The longing and lonely feeling that I got when I thought about leaving you. I wanted nothing more than to lay in your arms and be held. I moved close to you. I remember I left a warm spot on the wall from my leaning on it. You put your right hand on my cheek and gave me a soft, fast kiss. "I love you" 

I don't remember much after that. I remember falling asleep on your bare chest, my cheek sticking to our mingled sweat that we had let dry on us. I remember you kissing my head and saying something I couldn't  really make out. I remember thinking that you must have said something beautiful and tragtic. But I didn't ask. 

I remember loving you completely. 

But you know what they say about love at first sight. 

You can't run from it.