That all it took just one sweet kiss.

I’ll tell you I love you but then one of us has to die.

Short.

A kiss is all she wanted I couldn’t grant it.

About last night…

Sometime love is hard to tell, some may think it real, some think love it sweet, sometime people are shy to show their true feeling, but with just one kiss your heart is full with questions.

I don’t need just an exceptionally good friend, but someone who I can love and cherish every moments with.

It’s all in the poem, really.

My poem about the history of my first french kiss.

Life, love, depressing.