My first real kiss was with a stranger, a person I barely knew.
And I don't regret that. I don't regret it because I will have
lots of firsts, and very likely none of them will be with the one
I'll spend forever with.
But it's four a.m. and I'm still awake and I cant help to wonder
what it would be like to be kissed by someone who loves me and
it's four a.m. and I can't help but to want all that I've never
had.
