Fortieth Prompt: First kiss

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Susan remembered her first kiss.

It was sweet and full of sorrow, but she had loved the person she had it with.

Her second kiss hadn't been like this, Susan wasn't even sure if she could call it a kiss.
It hadn't been with love, not at all.

She always longed to have a kiss like a first kiss, a kiss filled with love, with a person she loved.

But Susan waited her whole life long, waiting for a person who could give her a kiss like that.

But deep inside Susan knew that only one person could give her a kiss like that, and that person was out of reach.

Susan died, without having a second kiss filled with love.

"Susan!", someone said.
Susan opened her eyes.
What was going on?

When she saw Lucy, her eyes went wide.

But she couldn't be afraid, and she somehow knew that all of this was real.

"Lucy!"

"It's so great that you're finally here!", Lucy said, a bright smile in her face.

"Come on, Ed and Pete are already waiting! Oh, and Mr. Tumnus is here, and the beavers and Cor, and Aravis, and Trumpkin, oh, and-"

"Cas", Susan ended her sentence, looking at the handsome young man who had walked around the corner, stopped in his movement and stared at her.

And then Susan finally had her second kiss filled with love.