God, that moment of finally seeing each other. It took our breath away. I felt exactly that recognition the OP described, but as a runner I immediately wanted to flee from it. Like my whole being knew this was real, that it was the thing, but I felt so unworthy of something that powerful. Hard to explain having both those feelings at once.
Similar experience when you first touch:
Still praying we can actually be together soon. If everything aligns we start forever next year (maybe). But I’m working on believing I deserve that kind of love first.