an ode to “falling” in love with “your kiss”. again, to the love of house – the love of music.
do you remember the first time? do you feel it? do you see it? do you live it every time you hear that beat, that melody, and those words? do you remember?
i remember every single time i hear that dream-state melody floating over the drums. every time that beat drops. every time i hear her sweet voice sing “ohh oohh ohh ohhhh”.
every single time. every single time i go back. my body goes back into the same state of being it was in at that point, and my body remembers. my mind remembers. my heart skips a beat and it remembers. do you remember?
i remember it not as if it was a memory, but as if it was the present. i live it.
i remember. “i wanna kiss you, i need to kiss you, i have to kiss you”, i remember. i feel the final rays of the sun. i feel the cool air caress my face. i remember feeling as free as the breeze. i remember him next to me. i remember happiness. i remember the little voice in the back of my mind say “this is nice”.
“see i never knew” that this moment would be so important. it was just a moment. there was nothing that stood out. nothing that made it scream “i’m special”. nothing. it was just a moment.
it wasn’t a moment made for the big screen. it wasn’t made to be written in novels and felt by readers. it was made to be felt, not described. it wasn’t even that exciting. it was just a moment. but that song made that moment. it made that moment a moment i would never want to forget.
i didn’t know it then, but in that moment i fell in love. i started to fall in love with the song that made that moment, and i only realised when her voice sang again “i wanna kiss you, i need to kiss you, i have to kiss you” that i remember the feeling, i see it before me, i live it again. i wonder, do you?