I love first kisses.
I've written about this in here before, as well as other places. But really, I love first kisses.
Probably have this on my mind because it's about time for another one.
My last first kiss was pretty fucking great, actually. Maybe because it should've happened so many years ago, when we were kids and wouldn't have known what we were doing. So nearly 15 years down the road, we're 25, sitting in a bar and we've been talking, flirting, laughing, and for just a second we're kids again, he's cutting those eyes at me, grinning with those dimples (what an awful word for something so cute) and neither of us has ever had our heart broken, no scars, lines, nothing but giggling and kissing, kissing, kissing.
But of course because we're not kids anymore, "the talking leads to touching and the touching leads to sex and then there is no mystery left."
nothing but a cute phone call later to say "my bed still smelled like you for a while but now it's gone."
but hey, can't complain, how many people get to go back that far to revisit the past and maybe try to rewrite it a little?
I've been trying to rewrite the past a lot lately. Mostly succeeding. Laughed about old love letters with the boy I rejected in high school, told him I should've gone for it then, and we hugged and parted as friends.
Mended my friendship with my best friend M. It's been almost a year. Thanksgiving last year he was home and we spent some time together and finally felt normal. Better than normal. Hell, we're grownups now. Or something.
I finally put Chris behind me. He's someone I'll always care about--though truth be told, I'll always care about most of the people I've been with, though not like him--but I don't have that feeling anymore that the world went terribly wrong when we broke up.
I need to be alone right now. The decisions I'm making need to be made for me and my family--the people who will always be there. Though I'd love to have someone in my life that I felt would always be there, it's going to take years for me to trust someone like that.
All that said, I would like another first kiss.
I've written about this in here before, as well as other places. But really, I love first kisses.
Probably have this on my mind because it's about time for another one.
My last first kiss was pretty fucking great, actually. Maybe because it should've happened so many years ago, when we were kids and wouldn't have known what we were doing. So nearly 15 years down the road, we're 25, sitting in a bar and we've been talking, flirting, laughing, and for just a second we're kids again, he's cutting those eyes at me, grinning with those dimples (what an awful word for something so cute) and neither of us has ever had our heart broken, no scars, lines, nothing but giggling and kissing, kissing, kissing.
But of course because we're not kids anymore, "the talking leads to touching and the touching leads to sex and then there is no mystery left."
nothing but a cute phone call later to say "my bed still smelled like you for a while but now it's gone."
but hey, can't complain, how many people get to go back that far to revisit the past and maybe try to rewrite it a little?
I've been trying to rewrite the past a lot lately. Mostly succeeding. Laughed about old love letters with the boy I rejected in high school, told him I should've gone for it then, and we hugged and parted as friends.
Mended my friendship with my best friend M. It's been almost a year. Thanksgiving last year he was home and we spent some time together and finally felt normal. Better than normal. Hell, we're grownups now. Or something.
I finally put Chris behind me. He's someone I'll always care about--though truth be told, I'll always care about most of the people I've been with, though not like him--but I don't have that feeling anymore that the world went terribly wrong when we broke up.
I need to be alone right now. The decisions I'm making need to be made for me and my family--the people who will always be there. Though I'd love to have someone in my life that I felt would always be there, it's going to take years for me to trust someone like that.
All that said, I would like another first kiss.
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about the muscles... mmm well i could work on those. but i'm too laxy to go to a gym. i prefer playing soccer...
oh and btw hooray for kisses, not just first one.
damn, i so love long and deep makeout sessions!
I need to start watching that shit!