You can't fake that kind of chemistry

Kissing is fun. I think everyone who has ever kissed anyone can agree with that. Well, almost. I mean, some people are really bad kissers and can leave a bad impression. But that's not what I'm getting at. Every once in a while you kiss someone and it is way more than just four lips touching. More than just two people sharing a romantic moment. It's fireworks, sparks, all that cheesy Harlequin crap. And kissing that person pretty much ruins kissing anyone else for you. No other kiss afterwards will be quite as thrilling. Because when you're standing outside your front door after a perfect date, standing on your tiptoes to reach their lips and pressing your body against theirs as you experience one of the best kisses in your life, you feel that kiss everywhere. That kiss is not just in the lips. It reaches down to your toes. It makes your head spin. It makes you never want to come up for air. It makes you realize, in that instant, what everyone is talking about when they talk about having chemistry with someone. And when you walk away, you are still so affected by that kiss that you can't quite walk straight. And once it's all over, whether it was a summer fling that naturally came to an end or a bad breakup that left both of you crushed, you never forget that kiss. You crave the chemistry that you felt with that person and are afraid you will never find again. You believe you would give just about anything to kiss them one more time, just to feel that fire race through your body at that mere touch and the tingle that reaches all the way to your fingers and toes when they pull you in close. And until finally, one day, you do forget the sensation of that person's lips on yours, no other kiss will compare to theirs.