The day I proposed to my sweetie, November 23, 2011. <a href="http://www.experienceproject.com/stories/Am-Engaged-To-Be-Married/1904780" target="ep_blank">EP Link</a>
The first time I went out with this guy we went for a walk after dinner then sat on a curb when it got dark. The conversation came to an awkward end and we just sat there. Finally I ask him what should we do. He tells me there's this phrase in German and he says it. I ask him what it means and he says "It means can I have a goodnight kiss". Awwwwwwwwwww! Needless to say the answer was yes.
Wish i can have one soon... as memorable as yours
When i was in school there was this guy i liked we were friends so never wanted to "go there" we were always arguing all time.. he used to get jealous if i went out on dates and so did i.. then one time i was out on a date and he tagged along and ruined it we got in this huge fight then he just grabbed me and kissed me so softly it was out of this world :) memories
A kiss in the rain.
When I was in high school, I went to a summer program. I sprained my ankle while I was there, and I was using a crutch. My dorm room was on the third floor, and there was no elevator, so it was a laborious process getting up the stairs. <br />
One day I was starting to go up the stairs when a handsome and muscular guy came over and asked which floor I wanted to get to. I told him, and with a big smile, he picked me up, crutch and all, and proceeded to carry me up all those flights of stairs. He didn't stop until we reached the entrance to the hall. I was so flustered that all I could say was, "Wow" and "Thanks". He grinned at me and then went back down the stairs.<br />
That's one of those moments in life that sticks with a girl. Talk about being swept off my feet!
No. I don't think I ever saw him again. It was only a six week thing, and that happened toward the end. My hometown was over four hours away. It was just one of several strange things that happened that summer. :)
Laying on his bed looking at him the day before he left for basic. Him running his fingers through my hair. He kissed me sweetly.He pulled me close and pressed against me Boy was it wonderful.
2 hearts touched. Very amazing feeling :)
when it happens, it will be said.
I don't have one this might explain my picture
Romance is such a relative and ob<x>jective term and most associate it solely with the opposite $ex. Which sure i have felt<br />
But on a more profound level have felt it in words when i write or in Music when I play my guitar. Or even when i cook