and so that’s what makes things hard, not being able to share them with someone because they dismiss you and what if you shared those kisses for years and they were your only kiss, and they were your milk kiss or your strawberry kiss or your chocolate kiss? you taste them everytime and sometimes its a different flavor but it’s still the same kiss. it’s horrid having to realize that someone else will try that kiss. a kiss isn’t really something to be shared between more than two people, right? well, what if you switch kisses, and someone’s left out of the loop, i mean god forbid they are, but jesus, i can’t even fathom the thought of someone being your first second kiss, i really can’t.
i used to be afraid that you would be the only kiss in my life, and i take that back now. you were my first and only kiss for four years, how dare i let you slip away.