Me and my best friend kissed. He's the opposite sex. It feels like a dream. But I can imagine the kiss.
Okay, this was wrong in so many levels.
- We were friends. We weren't together.
- We didn't even have feelings for each other. We were just curious. Okay, so maybe, we did. But it was just a little bit and it wasn't anything serious. What would happen if it did become serious.
- It could ruin my friendship.
- There are some people who are strongly against our friendship already. What more if they found out about this?
I'm absolutely scared at this. I mean, if it was just one of kind of kisses that you go... meh, I've had better. Then, I wouldn't have anything to worry about. Because you know what? I CAN'T STOP FUCKING THINKING ABOUT IT!!!!!!!!!!
I'm stuffed.
Okay, he's a really good kisser. :S For his first time, of course. What more, if he's experienced? D:
You see, I still have this strong urge to kiss him. After we kissed, I spent the whole day smiling. I was so affected by it. How I finished my english exam, I'll never know. Then I'd spent part of the day just randomly spacing out.. thinking about it.
It feels like a dream now. It doesn't feel like it happened. But I can still remember it vividly. That doesn't make any sense.
Sigh... oh well.
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