I love that last line. The word soft is such a beautiful choice to describe memory.

The phrasing in the beginning with "Wet, still the rocks..." kinda lost me a bit. Are the rocks wet and still? Or is it Wet, still (they are) the rocks?

Anyway I liked the piece overall. And I like how you put a name to it to make it more personal.

From the Review Marathon (link in my profile).