It’s ironic how my last kiss from Richie was exactly like the first.
Hurried, frantic and over before it really began.
The true difference being the urgency of the first was brought on by Richie’s nerves and my density. I still can’t believe the one person I spent the most time with and adored above all others never crossed my mind as a love interest.
The circumstances that drove the last one was much more dire and final in a way I wish I could forget.
A single shot… him falling like a stone… before one last bittersweet kiss goodbye.