Behind Closed Doors

They say loving someone is one of the most wonderful feelings in the world. The way their gaze warms you is comforting, and you're seemingly freezing without it. Their touch sets your world on fire and you often get burnt. Although it's a good kind of pain. He looks at you, more often than you'd ever know. And each time he does, it allows you feel a little more alive. The weight of his gaze is almost intoxicating as your breathing evens out again. He gets you through simple everyday tasks that somehow got more challenging each day. There was once a time I could never imagine a world without him, my other half. But what happens when the person you thought you were going to spend the rest of your life with, isn't the person you knew them for?