Kiss On Forehead Means Novels & Stories

Naramdaman niyang lumundo ang kama kagyat na humiga na din ito. Muli niyang naramdaman ang kamay nitong yumakap sa kanyang bewang. "Aries, kasasabi ko lang sayo!" "Nah, I just only want to hug you. Anong masama 'dun hindi naman kita gagalawin. Do you know the feeling of hugging you...is so good?" Naramdam niyang umangat ito and suddenly he kissed her forehead. That kissed brought a blush to her cheeks!

tanong ko pero tumaas lang ang isang sulok ng labi niya. "I'm just tasting your lips for the last time," he said before kissing my forehead. Last time? Why?

Then I think maybe you are right, maybe we're just the same, maybe we're just like two lost souls who happens to meet in this fucking wedding, and maybe you are right, that there's nothing wrong about choosing ourselves just for tonight as we forget the cruel world. I slowly lifted my hands and touched your face, your lips hung half open the moment you felt my touch. I caressed it with pure care and slowly I tilted my head and I watched you close your eyes as we both waited for our lips to connect. I knew I wasn't wrong when I told myself that this kiss, is the kiss of a lifetime. I never knew I could dream of someone like you until suddenly...... everything went black..

Usually kasi, silang dalawa lang ni Daddy ang talagang humaharap sa mga bisita. "Mom, I don't care whoever that is. You know me. Bakit kailangan-" "Just go home already! Huwag kang matigas ang ulo," sumeryoso na ang boses niya at dumiin na rin. I groaned out of irritation. "But, Mommy!" "The Cornejos are here! Bilisan mo at ipakikilala kita kay Zamiel." Namilog ang mga mata ko at halos umusok ang ilong.

“Sorry. It’s really my behavior.” Napapantastikuhan ko itong tinignan. “Kissing someone’s forehead is your behavior? Weird.” “Nope,” he said popping the letter ‘p’. Kinuha niya sa kamay ko ang folder. “Kissing my girl’s forehead is my behavior.” Napipilan ako sa sinabi nito. And then reality strikes, oh yes he’s my fiancé by the way, how could I forget? Pilit akong ngumiti dito. “That’s cool.”

Nang makarating na kami sa harap ng bahay ay , " Goodnight Nathalia," buong lambing niyang sabi sa akin . Nakatitig lang ako sa kanya. Nakanguso ang aking labi na tila ba ay naghihintay ng halik niya. Nahalata niya iyon kaya lumapit siya sa akin. Hinalikan niya ang aking, ang aking noo. Pero okay lang yun. A kiss on forehead means a kiss of respect. Syempre kakasagot ko pa lang sa kanya , kaya siguro iniisip niya na ayaw niya lang na isipin ko na nagtitake advantage siya sa akin.

Akala ko pa naman nakalimutan na niya iyon pero ang gago nakaisip ng paraan para muling bumalik kami roon! He softly kissed my forehead. I let him do the same on my nose, rosy pink cheeks… and lastly, on my lips.

He leaned down his head and kissed Vesper on her forehead, right in front of everyone. And for the first time, it doesn’t feel scandalous. It feels like coming home.

Isang halik sa noo ang kaniyang iginawad sa akin. Ang pusong nagwawala sa loob ng dibdib ay mas lalong nagwala sa kaniyang ginawa. A kiss on my forehead means magical. Does it convey respect and admiration? Isn't it? Tumawa lang siya noong lumayo ako sa kaniya. "I'll go to work. Don't leave our house, Honey Bunch. Wait for me and prepare our dinner tonight," masaya niyang bilin sa akin. Pasimple kong hinawakan ang aking pisngi upang damhin ang init nito. Pagkatapos ay lumapit ako sa kaniya para hawakan siya sa braso. Iginaya ko siya sa may pinto.

he whispered right in my ear. Hindi ko alam pero sunod-sunod ang naging paglunok ko. “A-Ahh, oo nga pala! H-Happy birthday, best friend!” He smiled bitterly and closed his eyes. He placed his both hands in my cheeks and leaned closer. Unti he kissed me.. in the forehead. “Goodnight, my love.” ..