Do you remember the early days?
Before the scorn and the anger and the violent words? Do you remember when there was only love and wonder and joy of time spent together?
Are the memories of happiness still sharp, or are they sepia-toned photos, fading faster with every argument?
Do you remember the passion and the interest and the craving? When every minute spent apart was a wasted moment? When every minute together was a rushed piece of heaven?
When you smiled at the thought of being together, when you shuddered at the thought of being apart? When the room echoed of laughter instead of shouts?
Do you remember?