Theres always a moment when you start to fall out of love whether its with a person or an idea or a cause even if its one you only narrate to yourself years after the event a tiny thing a wrong word a false note which means that things can never be quite the same again.
Have you ever noticed how when youre happy time seems to pass by fast while when youre miserable it goes real slow Life would have been a blink with you whether it lasted a millennium or a month.