There was a time when I didn't give a 2nd thought about kissing someone who didn't mind being kissed by me.
Recently I found myself beside someone, close enough for breathing to be heard and yet I hesitated. The possible consequences of going through with it ran through my mind: strained friendships, betrayal of trust, loss of respect, possible heartache...
Kissing never was this complicated before. And never before did I consider the pandora's box that might be opened just because of a simple kiss.
I didn't open it that night.
I opened it the following night.
