She remembers standing with the sunflowers in the foreground and the sun shining on the water in the background. It had felt just like a picture, so they snapped a few for memory's sake. But now, holding the frozen moments--wind paused midstream, flowers' heads nodding without motion, emotion hanging heavy just outside--her memory is tainted with cloudy skies and two disrupted hearts.
"There are no 'if only' moments in nature," the sunflowers whisper to her, "only onlies."
She pins the picture above her bed and opens the window. The sunflowers nod their heads.
photo by anna shelton.