I really miss kissing.
It sounds really stupid and potentially superficial, but I miss the way lips seem to match one another so well, how hands find faces when you’re kissing and fingers can roam, but that doesn’t distract from a kiss… it deepens it in this illustrious, sensual sort of way.
I miss being kissed. On the lips, cheek, nose, forehead. But especially like this, in this breathless, heated sort of way that slows you down. And for a moment, you have to breathe. You have to take that moment apart, but your breath is still heated on the other person’s lips. And it’s just this amazing sort of thing.
Sometimes, I’m afraid I might forget how to. Which is probably even stupider than missing kissing at all.