running after a memory

Trying to recapture the taste I had in mind upon seeing what I am seeing now. How I used to love the taste as it appears in the photo album. It seems I had tried to freeze the feeling and the taste up until this moment, this long awaited rendezvous. Until now it had been up to me to imagine its smell and aroma and taste, just by looking at the photo. But now that I am really faced with it after a long time, I see my brain running after memories, trying to align sensations and memories… I am numbed. I want to relive it and struggle to get a glimpse of it. The passing of the years has disabled the enzyme that allowed it into my bloodstream. No point in lamenting.. I will leave it in a memory state.. so paralyzed I feel.