However, these light, warm feelings did not hold for long as he slowly dug up memories that were made closer to the present. It just wasn't the same. He hated thinking about it, that maybe the marriage rumors were true, maybe partners did grow apart, which would inevitably lead to a disastrous end. Maybe love did wither away. He scowled at the thought. He had always dreamed of growing up, with a loving wife, and kids. For some reason he had wanted three, no more, no less, but he knew Susanna and kids did not pass so well with her.
Why me. The phrase suddenly popped into his head. "No," he quietly aruged with himself, "My life is good, it's fine. No, it's better than that, it's-," he paused, "Who am I kidding, we don't talk anymore, in fact we don't do anything together anymore." Dan's expression changed as he fell into a deeper pit of thought.
"Maybe, we should forget it. Maybe we're over," He contemplated, "No, Dan you can't just give up, not again. I can make this work, yeah, I can." At this point he felt that he should be smiling, but he knew all too well that this could end downhill, but he was going to give it a try. He wanted to renew their relationship, one way or another.
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