KISSING FRIEND
To date, this is the best term I have encountered to describe what seems to be a growing trend in contemporary relationships–that of being together but not really together. Friends with benefits is so ’90s. Fuck buddy is way too blunt. Special friend is so showbiz.
But kissing friend, perfect! Sublime romantic, beautiful words to mask the ugly reality behind what seems to be a perfectly cool set-up.
Relationships are cliche but they have evolved to become the basis of love in society simply because they are practical. The exclusivity clause, no matter how ideal, impractical, and stupid it sounds, is a security blanket that makes everything all right.
Yeah, your partner will cheat on you one day or is maybe cheating on you right now, just when you think everything is rosy and perfect. (Gosh, so tanga!) That’s the rule and not the exception. But with a legitimate relationship you are committed to protect, you always have something concrete and clear.Plus, it’s dignified, normal, moral, legal, respectable, proper, etc. etc.
And a kissing friend? Well, in legal terms, it would be bigamy or concubinage, a crime in all aspects. But since it doesn’t involve marriage yet, the only punishment is overwhelming public curiosity and maybe, for some lame people, condemnation.
But friend, we will kiss bliss. And we will kiss others too. We will kiss as many. And we will kiss as often. Behind your girlfriend’s back and all others.
But after the kiss is over, you are left with nothing to hold on to. And when you fall, you’ll fall hard on the floor. No one’s there to catch you. And you’ll weep. Wait for another kiss. Hoping that the aftertaste will last to cover up the next time the tears will fall.
