An Awkward First Kiss

Aren't they all?
Cold wind whipping at my
half zipped coat.
Or half unzipped.
We both stand there shivering.
Dinner is over,
gifts have been exchanged,
and now it is time for the thought
that has been prying at the back of our minds
for 4 months.
I move in for a hug.
But this hug is different,
This time our heads face each other
and our eyes pierce one another's skull.
We lean in and..
No.
It is not right.
We stop, midway.
5 minutes of silence ensues.
Feet inch closer and closer together,
people walking by,
unconcerned of the event moments away from occurrence.
Shadows dance with the moonlight
as we gave up into the night sky;
there are no stars,
just an infinitely vast black blanket
caging us all inside.
Regardless of the blanket we are still shivering.
We try one more time.
This time it feels right.
We reach in, heads facing, but...
Our heads turn away yet again.
Oh! But it is too late.
The hug is inevitable and has begun to take place.
And I can feel the weight of all of my friends and family
and they say do it.
And I listen.
Some may call it a peck
but a first kiss,
no matter how awkward,
is still a first kiss.