“When we first met you were full of life, outgoing and fun loving. Where is that man i fell in love with?” she cried out loud.
He did not raise his voice, “He is gone.”
“Why? That’s not the promise of love!” she countered.
He smiled, “Love is not holding on to what we were but keeping in step with what we are.”
She looked at him for a whole minute and then rushed across the room to hold him.