kiss kiss

picture this: you're standing on a doorstep, fully bundled up from the cold, harsh winds of another Boston winter settling in. despite the elements, you look good. you spent a little extra time on yourself today and it shows. at any minute, your lover is going to open the door in front of you, taking you in from the cold. you hear them coming and you decide to be fun and sort of catch them off-guard. you close your eyes, lean forward towards the door and pucker your lips. any minute, they'll open the door and plant one (as my great-grandmother used to say). well, imagine my surprise when the person opening the door wasn't who i was expecting. it was another tenant in the building. luckily, i opened my eyes and realized this before embarrassing myself any more than i already had. there was an awkward "oh, sorry! not you!" that slipped out of my mouth and a definite startled (yet perhaps intrigued) male staring back at me. by the time my lover opened the door to his apartment, i was already inside the building, shaking my head in disbelief of what a nincompoop i was. well-intentioned though. :)