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Hope for the 25%

Good luck to you, quarter of my friends:

Almost a quarter of online daters find a spouse or long-term partner that way.

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My first kiss

My first kiss
My second kiss
My thirtieth kiss

We used to run tongue circles around each other’s tongue, endlessly. It felt like the whole world around us stopped spinning, as we rolled blissfully.

Our tongues had endless endurance; my eyes did not. Wide open, I’d eventually bore of watching your brown ones. After a few minutes, I began to map and remap the top half of your face, every pore, hair follicle, and freckle. I knew them all so well.

Two years later, we reunited. You leaned in, and with hesitation, I tested a more conventional style.

Abruptly interrupting, “You kiss different now,” you told me, disappointed.

I thought you might be. But I was ashamed of our past ways.

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Ouch

Stroking my wet hair with shampoo, I felt a rush of pain, finding the bruise where’d I’d bumped against my headboard, while hunched over, tweezing body hairs on the phone with you, laughing. I tried to play it cool so you wouldn’t notice the discomfort in my voice, masked by convulsions of laughter. I didn’t know how to explain.