“ I am in favor of preserving the French habit of kissing ladies’ hands - after all, one must start somewhere.
— Sacha Guitry
So, those that know me, know that i am not allowed to kiss. Shocking...i know...haha. In the beginning when kissing started to mean something, i was completely against it. I was mad at my parents that they kept me from one of life's great pleasures. I thought they were trying to conform me to there "ways", instead of letting me make my own choice.
“ Teach not thy lip such scorn, for it was made
For kissing, lady, not for such contempt.
— William Shakespeare
As i got older i was still against it. I mean, a 14 year old girl not allowed to kiss the guy she is infatuated with... come on... But being the person i am, i refused to go against my parents wishes, no matter how badly i wanted to. I had had to do that a lot with other things, this was just a harder challenge. I just took the rules with grace... and a lot of frustration, but i refused to break them. dont ask me why. Most girls at that age would have thrown the rule-book out the window and kissed the night away... but not meeee!
“ The decision to kiss for the first time is the most crucial in any love story. It changes the relationship of two people much more strongly than even the final surrender; because this kiss already has within it that surrender.
— Emil Ludwig
Then one night, the choice was mine. Should i go against my parents and kiss this guy that i liked oh so much? Or should i "reject" him and myself... and clutch that rule-book close to my heart. It would have been so easy... a dark area...me and him... easy...oh so easy... but i pulled away. I couldnt do it. No matter how much i wanted to, no matter how much everything inside of me was screaming to just do it... i couldnt. I had been denying myself a lot of things...and for a split second i almost didnt move away. So, i still have virgin lips and after that night i started thinking...
“ How delicious is the winning of a kiss at love’s beginning.
— Thomas Campbell (via bythewayiloveyou)
I realized that if i could resist that time, then i can resist again. I came out stronger. But more then that an idea occurred to me. How great would it be to know that my very first kiss is the one My husband takes from me, when the words "You may now kiss the bride..." are spoken? How utterly romantic. I know that one day my Prince Charming will come... his face is a mystery right now to me, but i can wait. Im not saying that i will never kiss before i get married. Im not sure i can even keep that promise. But what i do know is that before i kiss any guy, i will think carefully...is this really a guy i want to give this away to? I wont make a decision now, no, each time the moment arises i will decide then. When it is staring me in the face... i will decide, but for now... my lips remain untouched... the only way that will change is if it is taken without me knowing...=*