Do you sometimes recall someone and their memories feel so distant , for a moment you feel maybe it was just a dream?

[LaFemmeFatale_1]

He told me once “Memory of you has turned into my unachievable dream. I have dreamed about you for so long, that now you only live in my fantasies. Sometimes I wonder, did “we” even happen or is that part of my dreams? I forgot how it feels to touch your skin, or smell your neck. You are like a dream now which I accept that I’ll never reach again. Life didn’t treat us fairly. It’s not your fault, nor mine.”

And 1.5 year later after hearing him say that,

I watched a movie and it reminded me of him, but a memory of him seemed so distant, I wondered for a second, did I ever love him? Did it ever happen? I know it did. But why does it feel so distant now? As if I am recalling a dream I had years ago.

I loved him so much. And yet, it’s such a far memory now. Seems like the image of him is slowly disappearing from my mind.

[BoopBoopBeep]

So many dreams have danced in and out of my life over the years at various postings and ramshackle towns across the countries. A young lady I knew once who saved my life was there for only a few months. It was a lifetime in those few months and I knew both that I could subsist off her alone and that it too would eventually end. Or one of us would, because that is the life. We went our separate ways with a professional acknowledgment that it is what it is, and this is how things are to be, as always before us they were and always after us they will persist. Three years later I found myself in a London penthouse while my driver was picking her up from the airport and I was honored I could do my small part to return the favor of so many years prior. Though her perfume was always light, it entered the room before I saw her, perhaps hastened along by the close of the elevator doors. She stood by the conference/dinner table and paused as I turned, our eyes met and we stood there for a brief eternity saying nothing. There was no awkwardness. It was merely reserved appreciation.

"So... do we pat each other down or... we're good?" she asked.

"We're good." And I turned to square off to her as a lifetime of memories rushed back. Like watching an old reel-to-reel that hadn't been stored well, though. So much had happened since then. One lifetime at least. So many close calls. The memories were grainy but discernable. It saddened me greatly that they were not the vivid ones I'd always hoped them to be. That I'd once known they would be forever, because... how could they not?

She closed on me quickly and sunk into me as she threw her arms around my neck. "Thank you" she said in a breathy whisper into my chest. I held her tighter, a silent "no need to," and she added "for everything" as she turned her head up to meet my eyes and send a chill down my spine that I hope she didn't feel. Old ghosts just passing through.

I told her all things considered it was the absolute minimum I could do. She said the absolute minimum is what everyone else had already done, then she looked me in the eyes and said "you still suck at subtlety" and kissed me lightly on the lips. It was only two seconds of her lips barely touching mine and I remember thinking how unfortunate my lips were dry but I hadn't seen that coming. As I showed her where her suite was I told her this WAS subtlety next to the last couple years and told her I was going to grab a drink. I made the one she used to always drink. Two, one for her, one for me. I never cared for the taste of it but I'd tasted it from her mouth so many times I thought it may help the memories. I heard her get out of the shower when I was on my second drink, called her over and handed her the one I'd made which was now watering itself down.

She took a sip and sat it on the bar and put her finger to my mouth when I went to say something.

"There's still time for that pat down" she informed me.

... and then the memories came back in 4K.

Thank you @lafemmefatale_1 for a wonderful question. It did well reminding me of that timeframe.

[LaFemmeFatale_1]

Thank you, for sharing it.😊

[dolemite58]

i have friends that passed away that i miss talking to sometimes, it feels like a distant memory knowing them but they had such an impact on my adult life even.

[Anonymous]

My Grandfather. He died when I was very young. He was a good man well respected in our community, helped a lot of people and worked hard all his life. I can't remember much about him except pieces of us playing together, him telling tall tales and reading us kids stories and that warm feeling of unconditional love. My older siblings remember him better and there's quite a few tales about him. Like when some guy tried to abduct my older sister he put his fist through the guys car window and put him intensive care. He was a larger than life guy but he drank too much.

I will leave a candle burning in the window on All souls night if his spirit wants to come by.

[Sevenpointfive]

no. i feel i could walk into that memory like yesterday

[Mettbltt]

I miss the times when a girl with a perfect smile reminded me that life could be wonderful

[alina_453]

I still do the my first boyfriend he was so caring and loving

[bros26]

Aww such a darling you're..
Sad to know it became "was"

[love_conquers_lust]

Retrospection is how I beget wisdom.

[Blueeyes81]

All the time.

[jahaims]

Nope

[Masterodd]

Everyday. :)

[eagle1951]

with a few