I have a confession to make. Do you know that I never really liked the way you kissed me? There was so much tongue and wetness and so little skin. And I loved skin. Even when I tried to kiss you with lips closed you opened them back and it was saliva allover again. You never liked new things, always so rigid. There were a lot of things I wanted to show you, lot of ways I wanted to love you, but you were least interested. Hey, do you remember how I used to kiss you all over your body? Well, I can’t lie, I learnt a thing or two from you. Thinking back, I never really think our romantic connection was all that intense, there was always some sort of pull-back from you. You were never really in it a hundred percent, like you were scared of something.