That ‘Crazy Little Thing’ About Lost Love

[DeeDeeX2]

What is that one thing, that crazy little thing, that sticks in your mind about a particular lost love?

I have a phobia about other people touching the front of my neck. During a love affair with one particular person who instinctively knew how to touch me in such a sensitive and caring way, I let go of my fear temporarily and found a pleasure that I've not experienced with another since we parted. I think about this every day.

What's your crazy little thing?

 

[paulboulder]

Holding her hand as we ran through sprinklers...and hearing her laugh and squeal as we did. A forever memory...

 

[DeeDeeX2]

Holding her hand as we ran through sprinklers...and hearing her laugh and squeal as we did. A forever memory...

Thank you for sharing that moment. You've painted a innocent and lovely picture.