Give something away and for a second it's genuinely gone.
No name on it. No trace of you.
Then you notice what you did.
And the noticing pulls it back.
The good feeling turns around and settles on you instead of them.
Which is why you can still list them.
The time you covered for someone.
The message you sent when you were flat out yourself.
Nobody asked you to keep those.
You did.
A gift you can still recite was never handed over. It was lent.
None of it was fake.
It just stopped being theirs the second you wanted it back.