I was lying in bed last night, thinking about how long it’s been since I’ve been kissed really well. There’s one guy who has always given me that “weak in the knees” feeling. A long time ago, there were a couple of other good ones. I miss one in particular. We used to spend a lot of time face-to-face, kissing and talking. I always loved that time with him; even now it’s one of the things I miss most.
It’s a wonderful feeling to look into someone’s eyes, talk about the possibilities of your future together, and sink into slow, deep kisses that make you feel you’re the only two people in the world.
I wonder sometimes if I’ll feel that again someday. I’m not running around chasing it, but it’s an empty place in my heart. Kissing gently, dreaming together, making plans, holding hands, arms surrounding me, a shoulder for my head—these are all things I miss and would like to have back in my life. I don’t know whether my last chance has passed.
distance sucks! i’ve been told that my kisses can curl toes. by someone other than my mama. 😉