Now she’s someplace else and I let her go, and it’s good that I did. I mean it’s better - for her. But for me…? So I need something to be good. I need a reason to get up every morning dare I crawl back into that cave that I was in before I met her. And you know she saved me. You were there; you remember how I was. I was dark - that war made me dark. And that darkness? It is still in me; she just lit it up.
For a kiss to be really good, you want it to mean something. You want it to be with someone you can’t get out of your head. So that when your lips finally touch, you feel it everywhere. A kiss so hot and so deep you never want to come up for air. You can’t cheat your first kiss. Because when you find that right person, a first kiss, is everything.