you can only have one first kiss.
part of me is glad that its done with.
the rest of me hates that it was with her.
how cliche was it that i, a groomsman, hooked up with a bride's maid on the night of the wedding?
how unromantic will this story be?
but then again, kissing is a good deal of fun.
maybe it wasnt as big of a deal as i always imagined it.
maybe it doesnt need to be a movie type of ordeal.
maybe i didnt need to feel like i was floating.
but dang it, i wanted all of those things.
too late, i guess
1:23 p.m. - 2004-06-27
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