My lips had grown accustomed to Nothing. Nothing could be rough, forceful, unsatisfying, crisp, abrupt, inconsistent.
My lips knew Absence. For months Absence had gifted impulsivity and quick release.
See, a body and mind can learn to survive.
Easily.
Mine coped. It survived.
I had Nothing and Absence.
Then something beautiful happened.
My lips were gifted Love.
Love was warm. Love was perfectly synchronized to match my movements.
Love brought gifts of tears and butterflies. Love embraced me with unwavering emotion and positivity.
Love was short.
See, at that precise moment, I was alive again.
I was reminded why I was unhappy with Nothing and Absence and it all happened because of a kiss.
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