In honor of the blog carnival going on at 20sb, I’m re-posting this. It’s the first kiss between my husband and I (since I don’t remember my first kiss–which was at age four or five when I was in pre-k).

February 22, 2007 — age eighteen
(part of a look at the past)

we are one; we are one giant wave in our pacific. your lips on my neck, shoulders, mouth. as our lips touched, my heart nearly jumped from my chest. our eyes closed, breathing softly. your face became young and boyish, and it made me giggle. i have never felt so in love. looking into your eyes, i could see and feel your love. you held me close, letting me lay my head on your shoulder as you rubbed your hand up and down my arms and back, gently.

and on the way home, you giggled. i said, “what?” and you said, “i love you.” and i could hear the smile in your voice.