She hesitated as she came upon the old photograph. They were into black and white only then, being the “purist” photographers on their trip to Europe. For some reason they wanted their honeymoon to be remembered in this fashion, possibly to appear less romantic, less impulsive.
How silly we were those days, she thought to herself. If only I could relive those days with him. Such innocence, thinking we would be together forever. I remember those arches, old and crumbly, but vacant. We took this picture after, to enjoy later on. Making love under the arches was beautiful. I remember.