I choose solitude over cold kisses. If it isn’t love, it is poison.
But then you’d remember him and you’d feel bad for it.
A kiss is one of the few futuristic events that comes to my present everyday..
Love is a four-letter word, like frog, only with more kissing and less princing.
In order to butterfly kiss, does it require caterpillar lips?
love wounds me with soft pillows with tender lips and fingers
It wasn’t her first kiss, but it was the first one that mattered.