Do you remember how the moss felt under your fingertips? You told me that it was your favorite memory, from the trip we took together. That was a few months ago, when it was warmer out. You loved the rushing water, and how the crabs skittered just barely around your feet. You didn’t like how big the rocks were on the beach, so we stayed in the shallow, sandy areas. It was overgrown and swampy, and you were scared. I held your hand, and we walked in together. You told me you loved the feeling, and it felt nice, even after you were scared at first.
I always remembered that, and you got so dirty afterward! Covered in seaweed. Though, I was too, haha. I’m sorry, I should’ve warned you before showing you that picture.