Miss Rhino
I've always joked that, for me, kissing is like a handshake. It doesn't hold much meaning. I took the advice to heart that you have to kiss a lot of frogs in order to find your prince. And believe me, I've kissed a lot of frogs. But it's gotten to the point where kissing has become so nonchalant for me that I'm missing out on that first kiss glory that everyone speaks so highly of. At first I let this realization roll off my back. When I have my first kiss with someone truly special, I'll know it, and that kiss will be different. Fireworks, rainbows, shooting stars, I'll see it all. But now I'm starting to get scared... what if I miss my perfect first kiss because I'm not paying attention.
I'm shaking hands all over the place, but do I ever stop to actually listen to what their name is? Another frightening realization. I used to keep a list of every person I had ever kissed. Pathetic I know. But when I first started keeping track it didn't seem so silly. I didn't abandon the cause until there were names squashed in every corner of the page. Startling to think about how many people I'd actually gotten that close to. Even more startling were the ones I had to give nicknames to because I couldn't quite remember who they were. "Guy in Street" is still my favorite simply because he is the most elusive. Followed closely by "Guy in Cancun First Name Starting with F Last Name of German Descent."
It was easy to see I had gotten out of control with my friendly gesture of shaking hands. Sure a kiss is a kiss. But what happens when that kiss is the beginning of something else entirely and I can't even remember the name of the street in which it took place? Guy in Street could have really been something special. The one who got away.
I guess this is more of an epiphany than a question for you all to help me with, but I'm glad I've finally made it. Kissing isn't merely a handshake between strangers. And even if it was... what would that make sex? A high five? Now there's an analogy to ponder.
But in all seriousness... by kissing every John, Bob and Sally that come my way, have I been missing out?
Comments (31)
Hey there, its interesting to read about your approach to kissing. Whatever works for you, keep doing it. Don't worry about missing the right one. You'll know.
After the second person, I lost the, "OH GOD FIRST KISS" feeling.
Don't get me wrong, I love kissing. It's just not that big-a-deal memory-wise.
I hope you don't end up with any cold sores..
I haven't kissed that many people. Call me old-fashioned, but I guess I want the kiss to be meaningful.
Do people HONESTLY see fireworks when they kiss someone? You're right when you say a kiss doesn't mean anything, if you're kissing someone you don't feel attracted to. If I've only kissed people I've had feelings for then I would've never been kissed. I peck with some friends, doesn't mean anything. In my opinion, kissing someone you don't like is no different than kissing your forearm from MY experience. >>
My advice: Stop looking for your "prince", or "soul mate". If you really think that there's ONE TRUE LOVE, let me say that judging by how many people are in this WORLD, that the chances are, you'll find someone better than the person you married.
In stupid "romance" terms, a kiss will feel different if you kiss someone you actually LIKE, stop putting that person on a pedestal and claiming them as your SOUL MATE, or ONE TRUE LOVE! You can like ANYONE, just as long as the chemistry is there, and if they are attracted to you as well, then a kiss from them wouldn't feel like kissing your forearm.
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-Kunoichi
Kissing is not like a handshake. I wouldn't just go around kissing people randomly, it doesn't seem right. I mean, if people saw me doing that, they might call me names like "Man-Witch" and all sorts of vile nonsense. I know that sounded like Rambo, but so what, I'm proving a point here. I would only kiss someone who I really like and they really like me in return.