She used to put her feet between his but he preferred the one who wanted to sleep in separate beds so as not to feel his feet. She loved the feeling of his skin but he wanted to be left cold and untouched. She used to smell his neck when becoming one was the most natural thing in the world. He returned to odourless, bitter resembling of common life next to a woman he never loved with all his heart, who never loved him for what he is, instead she wondered if she had to show him love.
She loved his breath, smelling like milk and biscuits, but he no longer talks to her. She used to hug him from behind feeling his back, but he preferred to detach their bodies for a feeling of being humiliated and isolated was so much more familiar. He could not take the risk to live free, free of the hunting past. He came back to all the things that were forcing him to leave. Memories, feelings, dreams and senses frozen for new ones to come. Never thought it would be like this. Never thought some people are born blind and never seek for light, never thought people would discover the strength within to embrace life in all its glory but shadows would keep them in the dark, in constant regret that light was right there, finally revealed, but too strong to stand still in front of it. Never thought people whose heart is revealed would forget how it feels to be loved, how it feels to be free, how it feels to be themselves.