Love at first sight was a sort of madness. He knew that for sure when he saw her for the first time, a smile playing on her lips. He knew nothing in this world could feel so utterly overwhelming yet leave him this lightheaded. His thoughts, unraveling out of his brain, his hands clenched with the effort of not holding her in them, his eyes pinned on the curve of her lips. He didn’t have any other option than to describe it as madness. And he didn’t want to cure it.