My first kiss wasn't special.
Truth or dare with some friends
A dare that led us down a trail in the woods,
Out of sight but not far,
Just enough privacy
To make it count.
He'd done this before.
I Probably should've been nervous
But he was a trusted friend.
I felt no butterflies
Just a quick peck,
chapped, uncertain lips.
"That's it?"
"Yeah, I guess so."
We Headed back together.
Nothing followed us.
No spark. No shift.
No after.
My first kiss wasn't special.
Dec 19, 2025
Dec 19, 2025 at 10:28 PM UTC
My first kiss wasn't special.
Truth or dare with some friends
A dare that led us down a trail in the woods,
Out of sight but not far,
Just enough privacy
To make it count.
He'd done this before.
I Probably should've been nervous
But he was a trusted friend.
I felt no butterflies
Just a quick peck,
chapped, uncertain lips.
"That's it?"
"Yeah, I guess so."
We Headed back together.
Nothing followed us.
No spark. No shift.
No after.
My first kiss wasn't special.
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