Despite the fact that we only spent a short time together, it was difficult to say when it all began to change. Was it during one of our many breakfasts together? Did it begin as we argued about our constantly clashing opinions? Was it when we were hanging out late in the office, talking about the dumbest things? I smiled as I remembered the day when he became a vital part of my universe.
"It was a normal day." I started to say. "In all honesty, I can't even remember the date. But I remember that it was a sunny day. I was heading out of our shared office as he was about to enter the room. He held the door open for me and he smiled. I remember staring at him like he grew an extra head. It was so out of character. He isn't exactly a jerk but he isn't much of a gentleman either. He stared back at me, his grin still as wide as ever. 'what' he asked me and I simply shook my head and said 'nothing'. I walked away, my heart beating a mile a minute."
She didn't look convinced as she asked, "It was that moment? Seriously?"
I sighed. "It's hard to explain." I said slowly, hoping she'd drop the subject but as she looked at me expectantly, I knew I had to explain.
"You have a favorite book, right?" I asked. She nodded enthusiastically and I continued. "When you fell in love with your favorite book, you didn't love it because of one moment. It wasn't just one scene that you liked. It was everything. There were parts that you loved the most and parts that you didn't like as much, but you still loved your favorite book. You didn't love it in the beginning. The middle part, you were incredulous. Towards the end, you were having second thoughts. But then, your book ends. And after you've stepped back and looked at it again, it hits you. You love it. It was crazy and unbelievable but you just knew it. You found a new favorite book. It did not matter if other people didn't like it. You don't even care about the plot holes or the dragging moments. You were in love. And as you sit in your bed dissecting every aspect of this new book, you start falling even more. There were no ifs or buts. You loved it, simply and completely. That moment, that was the turning point for me. That was the end of my book, I guess you could say. That was the moment that made me take a closer look at my feelings. We had more romantic encounters, sure, but that was the day when I started to sit in bed consumed by thoughts of him. That was the time I realized that I had found a new favorite book."