life at first remembering. anyone can say “i love you,” but if the heart that says it cannot remember the very moment it loved, then the words fall short, like pollens fallen from a wither flower. if a stranger can remember more of its story than the people who once stood closest to it, what does that say? “i love you” is a feeling, a softness, a saying, but “i remember” is the gesture that gives that feeling gravity, a weight that stays even after the emotion drifts. they sp
