Does it count as love at first sight if all of a sudden you saw them differently?

If the warmth of this moment melted your layers to reveal something new to me then surely it is a first. I would not claim to be able to see a lake that was buried beneath my sight with frost and snow. Just as I wouldn’t claim to be oblivious to these melted waters before me now that I so achingly want to plunge beneath. Just to have dipped my gaze against your lapping shore has undone me, and for the first time I feel as though I must live to memorize someone’s depths. I’d stay living beneath your surface should you ever decide to freeze over again, but with the warmth that envelopes us now I worry little of that…