Hey you. I got kissed for the first time since separating from my husband a year ago. I was nervous for nothing. I felt alive. I didn’t want it to end. I don’t remember my husband kissing that passionately, hence the separation. Well that’s not why, but obviously we weren’t meant to be. The guy that kissed me was someone I knew before my husband and had been wanting to hangout this past year when he found out we separated. I wasn’t ready, and he was patient, very patient and understanding. I hope i was worth the wait for him. I think i waited a respectable amount of time after my separation, even though my husband started dating someone when we were still together. So respectable to me, not to him. I wasn’t ready for any male company much less physical touch. It was amazing. It’ll be on my mind until the next time I see him. What if he doesn’t want to see me again? Once was enough. This is where my insecurities come in from what my husband did. I can still taste him.. We sat and talked for a while before he had to leave. I forgot how easy it was to talk to him, and how much we have in common. It was nice to have male attention and company.