It all starts with a kiss... That seal of fate. It's lingering hold. That shame and guilt. YES it all starts with a kiss my friends and it was a kiss that unravelled the true colours of my identity. Sheltered and deprived of expression, my lips too have cried for reprieve and found salvation only in my dreams. Not only can a kiss bring such beauty to this world and mark my words it does, but with it too can bring a world of hurt. For that connection, that sense of belonging becomes our world and without acceptance we're sure to crumble.
The discovery of our true being is what we yearn for. In time it shall be revealed and all that we know today becomes a vacant memory.
If it all starts with a kiss then why can only a kiss take so much away?
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