I remember my first kiss as if it were yesterday,
the sun shined in her hair,
and our bodies began to sway.
I held her close to me,
as she snuggled within my arms.
Within her loving armas I could see,
my entire life with her...
as if we were meant to be.
My heart began to fly,
as the taste of gum entered my mouth,
I knew this kiss meant true love,
and this love would never die.
I could feel my spirit soar,
as my heart raced full of passion,
I knew that I would be lonely no more,
with true love by my side.
Yet, with all this love,
and all this devotion,
after eight months of bliss,
she dumped me.
I lost all emotion,
and all happiness,
that once started with a kiss.
If a kiss does not say, "I love you",
then what really does?