First Kiss

My first kiss went a little like this; I think I attacked the poor fellow. I’m not too sure though if I really did. See, I kissed a boy and I liked it. Well, really liked it and it’s been playing on a loop in my head since then. I swear, the memories keep changing every hour I’m thinking about it; which is every hour. Man is it a rollercoaster or what? Why don't romance books say the tingles don't die; they just expound? Why does no one say there's every chance of falling in love in akiss? Those things need to have warning labels! Anyway; I think I did pretty good on it by the way. Very good. Especially for the first time. Yeah; hence my first kiss. Giddy is not even in the vocabulary today. It’s….indescribable. Seriously. I wanna say it was sparks while we kissed; but it wasn’t. It was more like noting everything between our lips and how much time it would be before I fell for him. So I stopped it but then he asked for another and I was not exactly coherent; I just stuffed my face into his shoulder cause I wanted to explode with...I guess tension? I don't know; it was all very overwhelming. But we kissed again and it was rushed (what? I had to go home). Keeping it a secret is a hard thing; well, yeah a secret because what he doesn't know I spilled doesn't affect him; *grins*. Sang that night some cheesy songs like I'm walking on sunshine and teenage dream and my first kiss; seriously and I'm not even ashamed to be so cheesy. I wonder how long this feeling will last.