“I fell in love the way you fall asleep, slowly, and then all at once.” John Grien.
This is true, mostly. I knew almost from the moment I met George that I would marry him, although that was intuition, not love. Still, from our first date on, we were almost inseparable, and by the end of our first week of dating I think we both knew we had found something qualitatively different than anything either of us had had before. So yeah, it took me a week—slowly, and then all at once—to fall head over ears in love.
How about you? Did you fall slowly, all at once, or both?