The kiss that happened just because she was in front of you. And her lips felt good for about a second before your stomach churned and sent you to your knees. From that you knew, Chemistry was not meant to be. Not meant to be kiss.
When you are in harms and everything you are tells you; you are not to, you cannot kiss, and you cannot resist, and everything in the World don’t matter, not a mans girl or a woman’s husband. Can’t help it kiss.
When you have come far and realize that no more do you want and there is another and you feel you owe that kiss, the pity kiss that you give in hopes that he or she finds it ugly and hope that he or she stops you because it is what he or she don’t want. Pity kiss
in my mind
A character in this reality, each of us is a character in each episode. Everyone else is watching in another reality. Who is to say what is known? What if all that is known is just perceived? Everything we know is almost everything that we have been told. If our ancestors figured their own truths, why are we not looking for our own?
-in my mind