First kisses
I know it’s the 21st Century, and kisses probably don’t mean much to a lot of you, but I’m a strong believer in kissing being a very intimate act. I refuse to kiss someone unless there’s meaning behind it. There’s just something about the first kiss you have with someone that’s more than just two lips touching one another. To me the first kiss is hope, desire, and anticipation all cumulating into one moment. It’s more than just a sign of affection; the first kiss is stronger than the surrender because it has the surrender within it. Which one of us is willing to lose?
It's not necessarily the place or how you kiss, more like the moment itself.
And speaking of very intimate acts, I don't like holding hands or making eye contact either.
Call me old school, a prude, whatever you want, but those actions just opens the gates for things.
Expectations
I don’t expect anything from anyone I encounter but to be honest with me. You’d think that wouldn’t be so much to ask for right? But I guess it is since I keep getting lied to left and right. Just because I don’t say anything to you doesn’t mean I don’t know. I play it off to see how long you can keep it up, and soon I’ll cut you off like everyone else and you’ll come crawling to me asking why.
I don’t get why it’s so hard for people to be honest. We all grew up and were taught that honesty is the best policy but yet people still continue to lie. You actually waste more time trying to come up with excuses and stories (plus trying to remember what your story or excuse was in place of the truth) than actually telling the truth.
I’m never mad or angry at anyone when they lie to me. I’m upset with myself because I was the one giving you the benefit of the doubt, and I’m upset that I cannot believe anything that comes out of your mouth again. Save us both the time and energy, be honest.
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