Diskobar | Baltimore (2018)

"... I almost never kiss him." She shrugged her shoulders. "... So I guess that's why it hurt so much. I mean.. Sex is one thing. He isn't mine and I've been with other people myself but.. Kissing?" She shrugged her shoulders again and closed her eyes for a minute before she continued. "Sex is everywhere: in books, movies, magazines and music. And I guess kissing is everywhere too but.. Kissing someone you love gives you a feeling music, words and magazines can't describe. When you kiss someone you feel it in every inch of your body. You feel if you are right for that person just by the way you syncronize and touch.. And I watched him kiss someone else and I wondered if he felt that feeling. I wondered if kissing meant as much for him as it does for me... I wondered if it was like in the fairytales you read when you are a child, you know? The fairytales about a princess who is sleeping and only a kiss can wake her. And I wondered if that kiss woke a feeling in him and that he would fell in love with her instead of me." She paused again, touching her lips with her fingers slowly before she went on in a lower voice, almost whispering. "Maybe it's silly.. Maybe kissing is just kissing? I don't know.. I just know I felt a feeling of jealousy I've never felt before. He isn't mine so why should I feel that? I guess I just really wanted to be in that girls place. Lucky girl." "... I almost never kiss him." She shrugged her shoulders again. ----------------------------------------------------------- // written by me // elisabeth anstensen.