Maybe it had been the rose coloured glasses of love, or the warm embrace of comfort like a fuzzy blanket on bad days, or maybe you had just been stupid. Stupid for thinking that Kyle wasn't like the other men, that he was better. Oh how wrong you were.

It had been only seven months into your relationship, seven months filled with sweet gestures, loving kisses and comfortable nights spent cuddling on the couch. After only seven months did he grow bored of you, like a child losing interest in a toy. The fact stung like a knife to the heart, how bored his eyes were when you had knocked on his door. How annoyed he looked when you tried to cuddle up to him.

"Bloody fucking hell, give a man some space."