Amure keeps what you felt, once a week, sixty seconds. It shows it back to you when it comes round again. This isn't analysis: it's you, twice, three years apart.
Your romantic life as a single continuous line: relationships, time on your own, and the gaps. Being single holds exactly the same weight as a relationship — a journal that only contains partners quietly says that being alone is empty.
Six questions, once a week. Did I say what I thought · who reached out first · did I feel like myself · unease between contacts · my friends and my activities · one sentence. Nothing else is ever asked.
Ten private minutes. The record, your own words read back, two curves, one hypothesis asked as a question, and a line you write yourself for the month ahead.
These aren’t terms-of-service promises: they are fields that don’t exist, servers that receive nothing, and code we couldn’t write without breaking the product.