I remember the day when we first kissed. There was something magical about the kiss. The way you kissed me with such passion and with such emotion really turned me on back then. We were young and madly in love and those days were magical times for us both. I also remember the day we first made love to each other and that was a magical day. For a long time, we were united and had so much fun together until that fateful day. That day changed our lives forever. On that day, I remember arguing with you over something stupid and next thing you know, I felt myself falling to the ground. I saw you standing over me with such a cold look in your eyes. That wasn't the look of my lover, but the look of someone who saw me as their enemy. Since then, we stopped having fun together and we stopped making love to each other....