Monday 21 March 2011

Sealed with a Kiss

We were in the fitting room together on Friday. No, we did not sneak in there for a quick romp. It was for a serious business of trying on belts. His.

The proximity made me flush. Or perhaps the action of him taking off and trying on the various belts inevitably reminded me of something more lascivious. I tried to be as focused on the belts as possible. It was difficult, I must confess.

He looked good. With or without belts. And with any kind of belts. The decision was made. We would take the black one. As I stood to go,  he hugged me. We held on in that fitting room surrounded by full-panelled mirror, bright lights and many belts. When we broke apart, a minute later, he kissed me lightly on the forehead. It was at that moment I realised how much I meant to him. To be kissed on the forehead by someone you love is possibly the sweetest kiss ever. A trawl through cyberspace revealed this cute comment which rings true for me in every sense.

"a kiss on forehead means-----i love you...i care for you....no one can harm you as long as I'm alive.....and iam there for you always!!!!!!!............ This kiss shows true care from the bootom of the heart...and it's very very very very lucky to get a kiss on forhead by sumone....especially ur loved one,,,.....it's like............wowz."

Exactly my sentiments. Yes, I felt loved, respected, protected and very, very cherished. We have had our romantic moments but this simple gesture in that tiny fitting room conveyed so much more. 

I would love him for the rest of my life.

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