Love

That First Kiss.

A Story in 100 Words.

One year ago, when their lips first met, his world stopped. Everything fell silent in that moment.

Had he opened his eyes, everything would’ve been black …except her. She would’ve radiated …with all the colors in a box of 64 Crayolas. Complete with sharpener.

As their tongues tentatively rolled into each other’s mouth, he felt that electric current of connection shoot through him.

He backed away when their kiss broke.

She asked: “What’s wrong?” He shook his head, replied: “Nothing.”

That was the problem.

“Kiss me again then.” “Yea, of course.”

He smiled, thinking: This is gonna be fun!