Familiarity breeds.

Do you know someone so well that you can pre-empt their every move, every reaction? Do you feel like you know them too well? Then does the flame blow out? You start noticing their little habits that stop being endearing and begin to drive you up the wall – two or three misplaced words turn into cold fronts that stretch for hours.

You start to turn into yourself, looking for the answer, asking yourself where it all went wrong, when did it start to fade? Is it your fault? Is it his? Then you start to wonder, when you watch him talking to other people, ‘does his face ever light up like that when he talks to me?’ All you seem to have been getting in the last few days, weeks, or even months are scowls or complaints. You start to forget what the cuddles feel like, the sound of genuinely happy laughter, the gentle kisses, the want and need to be near each other, with each other…the absence of which is made all the more acute by the happy couples which surround you.

“Sometimes, even when you’re sitting right next to me, you feel a thousand miles away…”