Touch

I had a thought this afternoon about touch and how sometimes I can remember certain sensations over another. Why is my memory so selective when remembering how it felt to hold or to be held. Being completely naked with someone whom a deep love was shared may not be remembered compared to someone you may have hugged for seconds yet their sweet scent stimulated your senses and drove you wild. These memories are the hardest to let go. Is sensation and the ability to recollect linked with desire or love? If I cannot remember lips I grew accustomed to for over 1 year does that mean passion was lacking? This has begun to weigh heavy on my mind. It never dawned on me until recently as I was sorting through pictures of beautiful women I knew from a few hours to well over a year. Some I shared intimate experiences with and others a simple hug. What does it mean? Perhaps I will never know yet something tells me that to remember touch means that something special existed for that fleeting moment or at a time when I thought I possessed enough love for all eternity.

"We are most alive when we are in love"

-Updike