Memory of a Kiss
I remember a kiss.
It never happened, but I remember it as clearly as if it occurred only moments ago.
The look in his eyes as his lips came crashing down on mine…
The feeling of falling….
Falling….
Falling….
His strong arms, secure around me, keeping me safe…
Keeping me close…
Feeling his heart pounding through his chest in perfect synchronization with my own…
Warm, soft lips pressing into me, grazing gently, tenderly…
The world disappearing around us…
The world coming crashing to an end…
The memory ends as abruptly as it began…
And yet, it never happened….