My Philosophical Musings
So, i'm sitting here watching Never Been Kissed on repeat. Michael Vartan, a good love story and a happy ending are always good for making me feel somewhat better. But it got me thinking. I'm in a somewhat philosophical mood, so Josie's tirade about a 'real kiss' struck a chord.
"...that moment when you kiss someone and everything around you becomes hazy... and the only thing in focus is you and this person and you realise that that person is the only person that you're supposed to kiss for the rest of your life... and for one moment you get this amazing gift and you want to laugh and you want to cry, because you feel so lucky that you found it and so scared that it will go away, all at the same time..."
This makes lots of sense. These days, so many people are into the hook-up; meet a random and kiss him, or find someone that you half-know and kiss them... these are usually the more tame version of a one night stand, where you kiss someone one night and never really speak of it again. You can go on to be friends, but it's just something you did one night. There's no aftermath (well, only the usual gossip) and no strings attached. But i don't know if that classifies as a 'real kiss'.
What Drew Barymore's character says seems to make more sense. You can kiss someone, but really kissing them means more than just putting your mouth up against someone else's. It's about a connection, about sharing something special, about frission and about the air being so thick that it seems like time has slowed down and everything is moving in slow motion.
I've had random hook-ups before. Not heaps, but enough to tell who can kiss and who can't. But there's only been one guy who i've kissed that i actually liked. With him, there was a connection, we got along really well, even though i'd only met him a few times. Again, a line from Never Been Kissed, or more specifically, Shakespeare's As You Like It, comes to mind; "no sooner they met than they looked, no sooner they looked than they loved" - instant chemistry.
Eventually, when we kissed, it was amazing. He couldn't kiss that well, and it wasn't that comfortable. But it didn't matter - because we liked each other. It was exactly like Josie said that it should be; hazy, magic, scary and like i was the luckiest girl alive. It didn't matter that he wasn't a particularly good kisser. It was a million times better than a random hook-up, despite that. The occasional other people around faded into oblivion. I felt special, like i was the most gorgeous girl in the entire world. It was like i was in a movie, where everyone gets a happy ending. It was a long time ago now, but i remember every second. That's the way it should be.
I think people should hold out for this more often. It's worth it. Granted, random hook-ups only serve to show you how much better the real thing can be. But all i can say is that i hope people hold out for something that, once felt, will only make you feel fantastic. There's no cheapness about it. It's just pure gold. And i hope that everyone can find it, even just the once.
That said, my once was special enough for me to want to find it again. So now i've got to be patient and wait for the guy who's going to feel that it was just as amazing...