Irreplaceable space

I can’t remember our first kiss. I don’t know what that means. Is this what happens? Gradually my memories will fade, and become replaced with new people, and new times? I don’t want to forget you. I don’t want to have a day where i wake up and I can’t remember your smell, or your touch, or the hidden freckles you have. I know what I’ve lost, but I don’t want to lose it all. I just want to keep a part of you tucked away, irreplaceable space.