Why do I get so scared when I kiss someone?
Isn't this what I've always wanted;
to feel love?
Maybe it just doesn't feel real to me.
My face instantly goes red when I think of kissing.
I imagine how those lips are against mine.
Kissing is an expression of feeling.
We go from two to one.
The soft, delicate mouth slips onto mine.
Everything around us disappears;
it's just you and me.
I never want this to end.
June 30th, 2019
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