Like floating bubbles they are so hard to grasp and they pop and burst in your palms; they come and engulf you in a shock of emotion then leave when you gasp for air. They are the smell of coffee when you're upset and the touch of someone and the feeling of rain on skin and the blistering glare of the sun. They bind us together all of us and where will we be, who will we be when memories are no longer there to tie us down to each other.