Don't hate me for my long post!
I have been married 8 and 1/2 years- there wasn't "fireworks" at first, but there was an intrigue. Buckle in for a looong story.
Me and a couple of friends were headed to a Dead show in Indiana (there was also a baby robin in a cage, but that doesn't need to be delved into). Traffic along I-65 was notoriously stop-and-go at the time. I was stopped - heck, EVERYONE was stopped, except for the guy behind me. He rear-ends my car (which technically was my mom's).
We all get out of our cars and check for damage. There wasn't any but the guy who hit me went ahead and gave me his contact info, stating that in Alabama where he lived, insurance wasn't mandatory, but he would pay for any damages out of pocket.
He was very nervous (he claims he was digging in the passenger seat for his cigs- I mantain that it was the wacky kind of tobacky:) ) so I offered him a beer from our cooler. He refused (smart man, since it was midday on the expressway) and asked if I knew where I was camping that night. I told him that we already had arrangements to meet some people at a farm, he said he was also meeting someone somewehere else, and we went out seperate ways. I distinctly remember laying in my sleeping bag that night thinking "Too bad that cute guy and I already had plans".
Well, after the weekend, I return home to KY and think about this guy for a few weeks. Like I said, I was intrigued. So I sent him a letter in Alabama stating that I had taken the car to the shop and had an estimate for $400 to fix everything. On the bottom of the back of the page in tiny letters I wrote "Just kidding".
He called a few weeks later telling me he liked the letter and we chit-chatted. In this conversation he mentions his girlfriend he had been living with for several years; the fact that he lives on a school bus; and that him and said girlfriend were thinking of joining a commune. :eek Intrigue turned to something, I don't know what- a feeling that I was talking to one incredibly weird person.
We get off the phone. I write the conversation off as one bizarre experience and quit thinking about the guy. I date around for a few months, then get a phone call out of the blue that Alabama guy was coming to KY (with his girlfriend!!!) and could we possibly hang out (sans gf)? What do I have to lose at this point? I was 21-22 and up to a little adventure in one very boring life, so I agreed to it.
Turns out, him and his gf had been unhappy for a long time and she egged him on to come to KY as a challenge. Little did she know that he would take her up on it.
That weekend was weird. I went back to feeling intrigue, not fireworks (but he claims he knew that weekend I was the person for him). He eventually moved here, we dated and married.
Was their fireworks when we met? I don't think so; but my subconscious mind must have known something to make me send him the letter and agree to him visiting that weekend. Like a previous poster said- my love for him is a steady-burning thing. Sometimes I still get all tingly inside when I see him, but most days it's more like a comfortable warm feeling.