Love at first glance (a moment assignment by Cynthia)

My eyebrows shot up in astonishment; something I had not felt in a long and pleasantly uneventful incriment of time.
In the course of a second-the very moment my eyes met his, my world- the world seemed to grow profoundly dark.
Then a ray of florecense, a shimmering light, engolfed the boy I was gawking at and expanded into a tube.
In that same second time stood still, awkward and frozen. The Earth stopped mid-turn, tipping ever so slightly on its axis. Nearly completing a well-deserved turn, yet waiting to begin another.
To top it all off: a powerful yet beautiful chorus of cliché angels sang from every direction.
Then all too soon the world resumed its cold, bustling existence and I was no longer alone.
The angels stopped singing like tired babies and the darkness shrank back in what seemed like a secret fear.
Was it love? Was it hormones? Was there nobody who could give me the correct (and final) answer? Maybe one day I could inquire what he saw when he first looked at me, and raised his eyebrows in astonishment...