September 26, 2009
Kisses are unknown to me, I have only kissed a few times, and never to someone I loved or liked or wanted to kiss. I dreamt I kissed a girl. I've never done this. I'll probably never do this. My guts spill out on the floor, not out of my mouth. My mouth spills angst and nerves and fear and sometimes a little wisdom, but never the confidence needed to get me a kiss, a sweet little peck upon my pink chapped lips. Perhaps. No. I'm not sure I even want to be kissed, maybe I just want to kiss.