I like the song, for a start. I like kissing, also. It feels a little weird saying it, me not knowing you and yet knowing that some of my close friends are reading this. I think there should be a free kiss thing, just like the free hugs. Kisses make you feel good.
Kissing is big. I mean, Pretty Woman didn't want to kiss Richard Gere and also, I'm French and well, there's the French kiss. I never knew why it was called that, which reminds me that we also talk about French fries. Weird. Anyway.
First kisses matter. The first kiss I had was wet. That's honestly all I can remember about it. I barely remember the guy, but hey, I was 11 years old and I kissed a lot of guys since then.
My second first kiss, I believe, was the kiss I gave my husband at our wedding. That was my first kiss as a bride. It was not as wet as the first first kiss but it was just as awkward. I mean, seriously, kissing in front of all the people you like, including your own parents, for F's sake, it's a lot to deal with.
My third first kiss was the first time I kissed my son. It was not wet at all, but a little awkward, too. I guess I'd never really made peace with the idea that it was an actual human being growing inside of me.
There was a fourth first kiss, but that one, I'll keep to myself. Some things are just not to share.
I'm certainly hoping there will be a fifth first kiss.
I think there can be hundreds of first times. You just need to keep your eyes wide open and make things happen.
So, free kiss, anyone?
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