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QUIZ: Is It Love, or Is It Eye Contact?

This seems just like eye contact.
Ladies, we’ve all been there: You walk into a room, and—BAM!—a total hottie is standing right there in the same room as you. RIGHT there. Like there you are, in the room. And there he is, in that room also.
Can you say fate? You give him the ol’ thrice-over, and all of a sudden, it happens. Your eyes lock across the crowded room. You look at him. He looks at you. You are left with the age-old conundrum: Is it love, or is it eye contact?
Answer these questions to figure out if it’s true love, or if you just made eye contact with a literal stranger who will never give you so much as a passing thought. It could really go either way.

Have you ever met?

A. Yes, that’s my boyfriend Matt.
B. I’m sorry, but did you not see how our eyes just met? Because they totally did. That had to be, what, like five seconds? Three at least?

Is he trying to get your attention?
A. Yes, he’s definitely trying to get me to come over there. We love to spend time together.
B. I’m pretty sure he’s just glancing around the room. But “the room” includes my eyes, which, for the record, he just looked right into.

Does he tell you you’re beautiful?

A. Yes! I always feel so beautiful and special when I’m with him.
B. Oh my god, he definitely just looked back over here again. You saw that too, right?

Does he see you for who you are?
A. Yes, I feel like I am more myself with him than with anyone else.
B. Yes, if by “see me for who I am” you mean see me with his eyes, which just looked at mine twice.

Have you talked about the future?

A. Yes, and we both want the same things!
B. Do you see how blue his eyes are? It's like too little skies staring back at me. Wow. I hope our children get his eyes.

What does your heart tell you?

A. It tells me we’re in love!
B. I don’t know about my heart, but my eyes are telling me that we'll have a spring wedding.


Mostly As: Congrats! It’s love! Enjoy all those moonlit strolls and tender embraces or whatever, you lucky bitch. It sounds like you really have something special—don’t let it slip away!

Mostly Bs: Oh man. It’s just eye contact, babe. Don’t sweat it too much, though. You aren’t the first and you won’t be the last to fall prey to that sweet, sweet pupil-to-pupil contact. The eyes might be the window to the soul, but they are also the window to the vitreous body, so there’s that. Better luck next time!
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