Nothing But Shattered Emotions Left

I possess an ability I can never speak of out loud.

Whenever I get intimate with my girlfriend, I can see exactly what she was doing one hour prior.

In the past, the visions were always sweet. I would see her secretly buying lingerie to surprise me. I would see her standing in the kitchen, carefully following a recipe to make my favorite chicken noodle soup from scratch. Sometimes, I would see her standing in front of a mirror, nervously adjusting her dress and practicing how she was going to propose to me.