It was at my girlfriend's birthday BBQ. It was a lovely evening, the birds were tweeting. The sun was shining and the leaves were just coming off the big oak tree at the bottom of her garden.
As the night wore on, the moon came out, bathing everything in it's moonlight.
We retreated inside because it was getting slightly chilly. We played game after game of darts until we were all thirsty, so we got a can of pop each.
I sat down on a chair with my can of pop. As Johanna sat down on the arm of my chair, our arms touched briefly. We both went really still for half a second, then, before anyone else noticed, we started chatting with others.
Just after Johanna had left, she knocked on the door she had left through. She asked where her headband was. I remembered last seeing it in the garden earlier on.
I went to go and get it for her. Johanna followed me. I found the headband, it was on the wall, bathed in moonlight. I gave it to her and she kissed me lightly on the cheek.
I said bye and then sat down on the wall, touching the spot where Johanna had kissed me. I was in a daze.
Why would Johanna's kiss affect me more than my girlfriends'? I had asked myself.
I had no idea why, but it was a nice, swift kiss.
I just sat there, on the wall - which was covered in moss - in a daze, bathed in moonlight.