Was it in a car?
On your doorstep?
Drunk as fuck?
Was it soft?
Sloppy?
Secret?
Loving?
Vengeful?
Fake?
As of late, a lot of good friends have shared kisses with some lads. They kissed and shared with me a few details about said kisses. It was fun to hear, and fascinating to say the least.
As a result, I started to think about kissing... my personal thoughts on the actual act - what it means, how it feels.
I don't even remember the last time I kissed someone to be honest.
Then I started to wonder if I was regressing? I really don't think that's the case. It's not that I'm becoming less experienced, perhaps it's just that I'm becoming re-experienced. Like neo-puberty. See, I'm just getting over the awkward stage... Once I've rebloomed then maybe I'll get a little action.
Maybe.
xolo
...wants to
pine...
again.
for
who?
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