Last Kiss

Entah kenapa buatku ciuman terakhir jauh lebih berkesan ketimbang ciuman pertama. And I’m still obviously remembering its moment. It was exactly a month ago. My last kiss with the last boy I dated. It was only on forehead, but yeah.. I think it’s better only on forehead for the last. Cuz, its impression would last longer. No hot thing, no dirt thing, and no lust thing. It stays in my heart. The sincerity. The love feeling through the forehead kiss I accepted. At least, I assumed that way.

Well, it’s been a month since I met and kissed by him. But the feeling don’t run, even only a step. Can’t take my eyes off of the sight of him. Sight of his memories. Hum.. the memorable last kiss. Makes me hard to stop loving the kisser.