A kiss is something you cannot give without taking and cannot take without giving.
I don't love him... I just like to kiss him.
Why do we close our eyes when we dream? When we cry? When we imagine? When we kiss? Because the most beautiful things in this world are unseen.
Kissing him was like standing on the edge of the world. It was like all my best memories rolled into one. Fifty new dressed. A song I couldn't live without. The sun on my skin.
He leaned over and kissed me. I kissed him back,and then, our eyes met and it was like we both knew. So we smiled and kissed again. It was so perfect.
After a while, you learn the difference between holding a hand, and falling in love. You'll learn kisses don't always mean something. Promises can be broken just as easily as they were made, and as hard as it is to believe, sometimes goodbyes are forever.
Kisses are like tears... the only real ones are the ones you can't hold back.
The best feeling of all is the feeling I get when you hold me tight in your arms... kiss me softly and say... baby I love you.
The kisses you put on my forehead when you think I'm off dreaming in my sleep, those are the ones that mean the most, because you did it because you wanted to, not because you feel you have to.
Every kiss is unique. Not one person kisses like another. Sure, one person can make your fingers tingle but another can make your whole body tingle. There is not enough words that can describe the feelings when being kissed by "The One." And when you kiss that person... you just know. It all becomes clear. All of it...
Why is it we always fall for our best friends? Is it because we know we can trust them? Is it because we know them so well? Is it because of the way they know exactly what's going on in our heads? Or is it because they are there any day, anytime, anywhere without the promise of kisses, intimate touches or whispered sentiments of love? I think we love them because they are there when there is nothing in it for them except for that little glimmer of hope that maybe someday there will be.
If I reach for your hand, will you hold it? If I hold out my arms, will you hug me? If I go for your lips, will you kiss me? If I capture your heart, will you love me?