She Remembered the Date Without Me Telling Her

Dear Delyara, One of my closest friends messaged me on a day I hadn’t mentioned to anyone this year. It was an anniversary of something difficult. Not dramatic enough to post about. Not clean enough to explain casually. Just one of those dates that sits quietly in the body and changes the weather of the day. She remembered. I read the message and cried almost immediately. To be remembered where it hurts is such a specific kind of love.