Her kiss was a good-bye and a promise and a dream.

A colleague of mine said it made him think twice about kissing his wife goodbye in the morning,

Everything's in limbo. We're basically kissing 2006 goodbye.

So you're gone and i'm haunted
And i bet you are just fine
Did i make it that easy to walk
Right in and out of my life

Promise to give me a kiss on my brow when I am dead. --I shall feel it."

She dropped her head again on Marius' knees, and her eyelids closed. He thought the poor soul had departed. Eponine remained motionless. All at once, at the very moment when Marius fancied her asleep forever, she slowly opened her eyes in which appeared the sombre profundity of death, and said to him in a tone whose sweetness seemed already to proceed from another world:--

"And by the way, Monsieur Marius, I believe that I was a little bit in love with you.

You should be kissed and by someone who knows how.