I still remember kissing you for the first time.
The way we looked at each other and leaned in then.
Since then, I don't remember another way of kissing you,
than kissing you like you were the air and I couldn't breathe.
They said it looks like it means something when we kiss.
Whatever that means, but I felt it.
It meant something when we kissed.
It still means something to me.
But I guess you forgot it.