Do you know that when objects approach a black hole they appear to slow down?
Without exception, when we are in contact, time dilates.
We vanished at the event horizon when you said “I love you.” I was speechless, it was real. Part of me hated that I forced it out of you. And for that, I am nonplussed—out of character—and suffer not remembering the date.
I’m sorry for my lackluster response.