The first kiss

As I walked her home after a long walk, I told myself that I wouldn't leave until I had kissed her. It was getting close to nighttime, and we were having a nice conversation, not wanting to part. I bided my time, but every pause eluded me through indecision. I was about to do it right now, I took her hand and reached forward, but at that moment I tripped over a rock and literally crashed into her. I was too embarrassed to do that, and I closed my eyes early and hit the left corner of her lips. I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.