Deep desires learned in an awkward moment.

I realized today something I've forgotten. As one hand extended two arms were opened and thus the moment began. The handshake offered was accepted with a hug while the awkward hand was left to explain to the body that change must come. The arms came up, but too slowly to do the traditional over/under hug. the head was straight and nose pressed to chest as arms wound around waist. And as one awkward person struggled to adjust, another person held tight, masking the unease and exuding comfort.

And that's when I realized how much I miss hugs. The all enveloping arms that hold you tight in your moments of trauma. The hugs lovers share when the words "good-bye" are too hard. The celebratory hug that comes with the results' revealing. The hugs that keep you warm in the cold wind's path. Arms that wrap around you and lips kissing your forehead as your eyes close to breathe it all in. These are the dreams that haunt my head as eyelids close and sleep creeps near, or in longing looks at others.

This is the dream I fear will never arrive.