It was the perfect kiss... but then... what?

Last week of June 2009, I met him at a bar. We accidentally bumped at each other and shared the perfect kiss. Yes, we were a match.

After that night, the chase began, and the chase went to several dates and more perfect kisses (e.g. friend's house, the bus station, and yes, there... at that place).

But then what?

No more. No other conversations. No complications. No strings attached. Nothing.

That was the set-up, that was the rule, his rule, that was his game and I like him that much that I agreed.

And as expected, I lost... I figured out I want more.

I want us...

I want my "happily ever after"....

But I guess a perfect kiss doesn't seal the deal after all...