The Forbidden Fruit

There I was lying in bed in the wee hours of the night, trying to get him off my mind. Have been tossing and turning for several hours, looking at the clock telling myself it’s a few hours to the morning dawn and here I am battling with my mind.

I couldn’t get the kiss we shared together out of my mind. There was nothing special about it, didn’t happen like in the movies where the chic’s leg pops up. It was just two ordinary people seated next to each other and as a surprise he leaned in and kissed me. When our lips crushed together, and we got to share that first kiss together, I felt like I was walking on air. I mean I could die right now and be fine with it, as long as I was kissing him.

Few seconds later the breathtaking kiss was over then the awkward moment crawled in. Silence was between him and I, we didn’t have anything to tell each other and we were both composing ourselves. He saved the moment by breaking the silence and our conversation continued. At no time did anyone of us mention the kiss not even at the farewell time.

It was magic, the way his lips connected with mine. It was right, and somehow, among all of the mixed reaction something inside me changed, never to be reversed. This new feeling could be dwelled upon later, because, for now, I was content to feel his breath come and go with mine. Just thinking about that moment brings a cheeky smile on my face and I can’t seem to stop blushing.

When Adam and Eve were munching on the forbidden fruit, it was the best thing they had tasted, and that’s how it felt with the kiss, he was not mine neither was I he’s, and that’s what made the kiss remarkable. We munched on the forbidden fruit like it was the last time we were having it, because, deep down our hearts we knew this was a moment that couldn't be relived again.

Seated in bed and he’s the only person I can think of, I never get all worked up because of a man, but it seems the kiss we shared left a mark in my thoughts and nothing seems to get him off my mind. In a split of a second I asked myself while I’m here having difficulties with sleeping is he experiencing the same. I brushed off that thought immediately because this was my dreamland and I wanted things to be just the way they are in a fairy tale story.

Life sucks we can’t be together and get to enjoy the kisses, we can’t just follow our hearts and choose to be happy. If we take that choice it will mean hurting the people we are with. We are so scared to make that choice because we don’t know how we'll handle the circumstances, leading us to forever being in a sad relationship.

For now that kiss that lead us to knowing the true meaning of life and love, will always be a memory in our lives and never a reality.