When you kiss some­one, every­thing around you be­comes hazy and the on­ly thing you fo­cus on is that one per­son.

And you re­al­ize that that per­son is the on­ly per­son you’re sup­posed to be kiss­ing 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 cause you feel so lucky that you’ve found it and so scared that it’ll go away, all at the same time.

— Nev­er Been Kissed