Life can sometimes be a Polaroid. Static, happy, deceptive, dated and nobody knows what happened before or after the moment. Sometimes that's great because nobody needs to know the roller coaster ride that your mind is taking you through. It's easy to wrap everything that you feel in a beautiful gift wrapper and present it to the world rather than talking about it.
How was your first kiss? It is the sweetest memory that I have. We did not kiss for long, like what they show in movies, it was a matter of a few seconds. It was a beautiful rainy evening and my favorite music was playing in the cafe. With her by my side, it was bliss. We had been dating for a while then and she wanted to get some coffee. I was 17, and the only mode of transportation was to walk. I was holding her hand and somewhere I knew I was doing the right thing. I reached out to her and pulled her, one hand on her waist and the other on her neck. I closed my eyes and let my whole body melt, I could feel her wet hair brushing my cheek. There was love, solidity, fierceness, and passion. It was something that I had never felt before and something that I will cherish for eternity. I might have kissed a million times after that, but the first time, it was special.
"if we bid goodbye and our paths never cross again, I want you to remember this", she said. I want you to take a piece of me with you wherever you go. I want you to remember that everything is going to be fine and that there is light at the end of the tunnel. I want... Continue Reading →