In the cozy confines of our shared apartment, you found myself perched on the edge of the couch, your heart brimming with an unquenchable longing. Your gaze was fixated on your enigmatic boyfriend who sat across from me, a profound distance separating our bodies.

He was a paradox, a gentle soul cloaked in an impenetrable exterior. His piercing eyes held an ocean of emotions, yet his touch remained distant, as if your bodies were enveloped in an invisible force field. Despite the warmth of his smiles and the affectionate words he whispered, his physical presence carried an undeniable air of detachment. His touch, was a rare thing. He wouldn't hug you, or even hold your hand for long.