A moment sealed by lips. His lips.
At that moment, the ring on her finger didn't matter, nor did the ring on his.
It lasted only a moment really.
As her stomach went up in a knot, she didn't want to believe that, that moment had changed her life; that she wouldn't go back to who she was. In her heart she knew, she never will. It was not that she was in love or even close to it. She had already been in it once, and she knew she would never feel the same way about any man ever again.
She knew she should feel guilty, but she didn't. She like it too much.
It was just the kiss that she had been longing for a really long time. That’s all. That is all there was to that moment.
However, she realised she was herself again- unstable, unpredictable, selfish and calm- all at the same time. She felt empowered and stable in her instability.
She always knew how to stand on a shaky ground, but never had she mastered standing on a level plain.
Now, she was back on the familiar terrain. And loved every minute of it.
Someone had once told her that, that she created her own problems. What he didn't know was she thrived on them.
She liked the indecisiveness of life, and its problems it brought along with it.
Without that, she didn't know how to live.
Hiding herself in a corner, and thinking about it for days on end.
Could she face him the next day? She didn't know.
Could she face him the next day? She didn't know.
Would he want to face her again? She didn't know that either. She was exciting and scared all at the same time.
She didn't regret it. But may be he did. And that scared her.
The Next Day.
Her heart raced the whole time. She never thought she would feel this way again. It was a strange feeling of anticipation and fear- the ‘what-if’ fear- what if he is ashamed, because she wasn't. what if he is angry, because she wasn't. But the worst of all- what if, he hated it, as she definitely didn't.
The only thing they could do was laugh it off, and say to each other, “I had fun!” For once, her hands were warm. He knew that. He was cold.
She could see the regret in his eyes.
The awkwardness and the memory of the kiss that passed, lingered on in their thought, but neither could acknowledge it.
She knew the moment had passed, and would never return again.
