The First Kiss

7. In all my years, I had never imagined my first kiss to be so disappointing... Stolen no less! I had been saving my first kiss for a special moment with a special someone, sparks flying on all sides, backdropped with a magnificent sunset. One magical moment. Never more. And you're to blame. How dare you come into my life? I lost something precious that afternoon. That afternoon where I tutored you for a certain subject because you said you needed help in. And you suddenly, simply, bent your head and kissed me on the lips. Never mind that it was just a smack! You sat there opposite to me with a self- satisfied grin on your face and I hit you with the textbook a good number of times. I didn't know what to think, my thought patterns were in shreds, shocked by what just happened. You asked me if I was alright. I said yes. You asked me if I liked it. And to be honest, I said yes. And that's how our relationship began. Looking back on in now, I would have to say that it was way too reckless. Our 'relationship' began in such a way that there was actually no courtship involved. We hardly knew each other didn't we? Sparks flew but it was never coupled with sanity. And I didn't know how to say no to you.  Heck, I didn't know how to let people down. I even asked you if it's really true that we're together as a couple. And you said yes. We should have taken things much more slower. Yet here I am... five years later and still in love with you. I guess again, that luck had a hand in this one. You've been a wonderful partner. You have all the time in the world to court me now. And I have all the time to decide. It's like trying to choose but the only answer is yes. If you'd ask me again. It's still going to be my answer. Yes.