What?!

Love... anything can result love. Sometimes, It starts with a fight. Of two strangers. It sure does. Sometimes, It starts with a kiss. Strange, It is. Every little thing is done by a kiss. A true love kiss. They say, you should treasure your first kiss. It's too memorable to be forgotten. But what if that kiss was an accident? A kiss which you never wished for. A kiss you want to do with someone you love, but you've done with the wrong person? Like, is that even real? It's too peculiar Yet, too odd. Would you accept the fact you lost your first kiss with a someone who you don't love? Or you'll just keep on dealing that... "he's the one"?