“And you’re sure you don’t want to wait to be in love? Wait for the lightning?”
“You know—the lightning. The omigod, I’m in love.”
When I was ten, I’d asked my dad how he’d known my mom was the one for him. He’d proposed after five dates—they’d only known each other a month.
“Lightning only strikes once,” my dad said.
“And when it hits, you know.”
– Ten Things We Did (And Probably Shouldn’t Have)
I was reading this novel and talked about “the lightning”
Isn’t it a cute term for that feeling of being in love? Haha.
When will you realize that it is already the lightning?
Is it already it when you always think about him/ her?
Is it when you create scenarios inside your head that involves the both of you?
Is it when you want to know more about him/ her?
When is the right time to say that it is the lightning?
Will it occur once you’ve seen him/ her?
Will it happen during your first date with him/ her?
What lightning means to me?
Maybe it is the lightning when I feel a strange feeling once I see him.
Maybe it is the lightning when I want to see him.
Maybe it is the lightning when I decide to have him accompany me when I’m free.
Maybe it is the lightning when I find myself happy when I’m with him.
Maybe it is the lightning when I couldn’t help myself from smiling when he’s talking to me.
Maybe it is the lightning when I don’t feel anxious when he’s around.
Still a lot of questions and maybe’s.
But one thing for sure is that, I’m still waiting for this lightning I’m talking about.
We might not know, someday, in a place and time where I don’t expect, there it is. Right in front of me. 🙂