Answer:
What holds names and memories which are not its own?
What binds two people yet touches only one?
When liquid splashes me, none seeps through. When I am moved a lot, liquid I spew. When I am hit, color I change. And color, I come in quite a range. What I cover is very complex, and I am very easy to flex.
What is the thing which, once poured out, cannot be gathered again?
A precious stone, as clear as diamond. Seek it out whilst the sun's near the horizon. Though you can walk on water with its power, Try to keep it, and it'll vanish within an hour.
I am the fountain from which no one can drink. For many I am considered a necessary link. Like gold to all I am sought for, but my continued death brings wealth for all to want more.