It's in Your Kiss

As it is Valentine's Day, I was reading an article about kissing and a first romantic kiss is often a more powerful memory than another type of sexual encounter.  It got me thinking about all of our firsts and I really do have fairly detailed memories of our intimate firsts, first kiss and otherwise.  The thing that struck me the most, though, was that our first kiss is the only one I remember.  With only the exception of a memory of the first romantic kiss I ever received (a peck on the cheek), I really cannot remember a single first kiss with any guy except for you.  Not one.  That speaks volumes to me.  There were important guys (or so I thought at the time), who I would think would have left a lasting impression.  But they didn't.  I have no recollection of those first kisses, despite the article's suggestion that I should.  I know we were meant to be and I know that first kiss from you was the most important experience of my life.  You walked me out to the car and leaned over to kiss me, after what seemed like weeks of getting as close as possible, without a kiss.  Maybe I hesitated because I knew that, deep down, that kiss would change everything.  And, it did.  Thank you for the only memorable first kiss I've ever had.  It's the only one I'll ever need.