We missed each other and we kept in touch through phone calls, mails, snaps and a bit of text flirting. [Read: How to text flirt with a friend] And then, a few months into the phone calls, we both realized that we liked each other. We used to do all the corny little chick-flick stuff like watch the same DVDs at the same time, and call each other during the movie to chat. We were on a date, long distance, watching the same scenes and talking to each other with popcorn and cola. We wanted to meet each other but time just wouldn’t permit.

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In one particular scene though, the artsy boy and our cute-as-a-button Princess kiss each other in a moment of haste, to see if there is a chance to find true love chemistry between them. Sparks in love and love chemistry Wait a minute now! In the movie, the good groom-to-be takes the comment as a gentlemen and tells her that he too didn’t feel the spark in the kiss. I liked this girl for several months and we used to hang out. It’s annoying, frustrating, and most of all, it made me feel emasculated, for crying out loud!!! In love, maybe you don’t really need a spark to make a kiss memorable.

We were great friends, and we had so much in common. And whatever it is, just as long as she feels it, I’m happy about it. You just need two people who love each other against all odds, and are willing to give each other a second chance.

She was really hot too, and I, like all guys with really hot friends, had a crush on her. But thinking aloud, if only I knew what the hell that spark thing was, perhaps our first kiss story may have been really memorable. Who needs sparks in love when you really do want a second chance, eh? Chemistry in love and sparks in love may not always reveal itself in an obvious manner.

[Read: Falling in love with a friend] On the other hand, she, like all hot friends who don’t think along the same lines, didn’t know that! But in those unfortunate moments like first kisses, it vanishes just when you need it most.

And each time we decided to meet up, there was always something or the other that got in the way. I moved in for the kiss, and I wrapped my arms around her. It felt so damn good, I wouldn’t know how to explain it even if I tried.

The daily calls shifted to mush and sweet love, and we spent long hours talking to each other. And if I couldn’t seize this moment, perhaps I would never ever recognize opportunity even if it knocks me down on a railroad! I parted slightly from the hug and kissed her cheeks, and then her neck, and got closer to her lips. She was seeing someone already since granny’s years, which was all fine because we weren’t really falling in love fast. She apologized again and told me she was so sorry, but she just couldn’t feel a thing. We work together in the same office and everything was grand. The months flew, and the two birds, that’s me and her for the less informed, started liking each other. She was in love with her guy, but there was something between us that was really sweet, fun and mushy at the same time. At that time, there was nothing in the world to bother me. Soon, it was late in the evening, and time for the inevitable parting. Maybe, just maybe, there was still a chance to kiss her.