A shooting star












He kissed me for the first time last night. 

I put him into bed and waited until he fell asleep, then went downstairs and sat beside my husband. 

“Do you know what he’s done?”

“He gave you the first kiss”

“How do you know that?”

“I can see it in your face”




It felt like a comet, it was a shooting star. It happened so sudden… like an explosion. It hit me, I blinked and it wasn’t there anymore but I could feel the bast wave that it left behind. I could see its light so clear I could almost kiss it back.