Wish It Was Different

It was during a seaside holidays. I was having fun with a friend in a disco and we met two guys there (had never seen them before). One of them got close to me, we chatted, danced and then went to sit on one of the sofas surrounding the dance floor. I remember that I suddenly realized he'd have kissed me and that would have been my first kiss. That's what happened: it was nice, I felt fine and he even said I was a good kisser (funnily enough!). Even so, I wish my first kiss was shared with someone different: someone I had a proper crush on, so that the first kiss would be something more meaningful.

PurpleQueen PurpleQueen
36-40, F
Feb 27, 2009