Love starts with the kiss, it runs a thousand bolts that make your heart beat fast and make your breath short.

But most of a time we misinterpreted the kiss, sometimes it is deceiving.

Someone made me fall by a stolen kiss, but we parted and we kiss goodbye.

I still think of the person and his kisses, thinking does he really love me when he kisses me?

Have the kiss been love or just a lust? I felt love when we do it.

All I am sure it was started with that kiss and sad kiss  ended relationship but remains sweet memory.