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I have one deal breaker. Mae West says kissing is a man’s signature. Signature or not, it also tells you everything you need to know about a man. 1 Year, 10 Projects, 100 Discoveries started with 10 Guys, 10 Weeks, 10 Drinks. The sequel is 10 Kisses, 10 Tastes. This post is part of that project. You can see all 10 kisses here and the entire project here. Get ready to pucker up, I am!
With 10 kisses, I seem to be changing and making the rules as I go. Unlike 10 Guys, 10 Weeks, 10 Drinks, 10 Kisses, 10 Tastes doesn’t necessarily have to be with different guys, they just have to be different kisses. When you start to think and be cognizant about it, almost every kiss is different, even when it’s with the same person. Maybe that’s why kissing is so fun; the taste is always a mystery.
I hate goodbyes. Among friends, I’m famous for always doing the Irish Goodbye. Needless to say, goodbye kisses taste bitter sweet. With goodbye kisses, you know they’re coming and you dread and yearn for them at the same time. I knew the goodbye kiss with Duncan (not his real name) was coming hours before it happened. I like to think we both tried to stretch the drive back to my place out as long as possible.
The best and worst part of a goodbye kiss? The aftermath. Alone again, it’s eerily quiet. The quiet is nice, but at the same time you miss the warmth of the other person. You find yourself wanting to see them again. And surprisingly, I find myself caring just when I might see him again.
[…] the kiss part of the project, I changed the rules as I went along because I found myself wanting to kiss a particular boy more than once. And, I also […]