All relationships start out great, with passion, enthusiasm, and hope. Often times this dissipates and thus the relationship ends, but even those lucky enough to find a life partner will never experience the feelings associated with the first kiss again.
The reasons why are obvious. The warmth of that first hug, the touch of someone new, a racing heart spinning, and elevated breathing all go hand in hand to make it an experience that will never be repeated. It really is a unique occurrence and we would all love to replicate it. Unfortunately, we can’t though.
I suspect that if we could all emulate that anticipation of the first kiss each and every time, many more relationships would remain intact, but that would be wrong. The first kiss should lead us to long for the second and third and hopefully a lifetime to share those precious moments. We all know it will never happen again, but we all hope it will stimulate an internal chain reaction that will keep us coming back for more.
I can’t remember my first real kiss. I wish I could and wish I had put that experience in a little box inside my head that I could revisit from time to time, but I didn’t and it has been lost with age. I can’t even remember the recipient and that makes me a little sad.
The first kisses may be few for some and many for others. The numerous guys don’t relish time spent with the partner, but those guys don’t deserve to feel what the rest of us feel. A moment seized by a drunk in time can never realize the potential of what it should be. You can barely remember it a few hours later, much less years later, and that’s wrong no matter how you look at it.
The first kiss must surely be one of the least valued moments in life. It deserves to be revered more than it already is and we should give it a minimum of importance. For my part, I will never share that moment with another woman again, as I chose to share my life with my beautiful partner, but I have to admit some loss for this. That time has never passed to be reviewed and that leaves me somewhat sad. I would never choose to change it, but it’s still gone.
The first kiss should perhaps be seen as stage one in a multi-level journey. If we make it through that first stage and it intrigues us enough to encourage a second kiss and a third and many more then we can accept that it was meant to be. It is the catalyst for something greater, it brings possibility to life and reminds us that life has wonderful moments to cherish.