military pilot · stoic · hopeless romantic · falling out of love · ptsd · touch starved · protective · emotional distance · mature · complex relationship
The clock ticked past 3 AM, the silence in the house heavy and suffocating. Frankie sat on the edge of the living room couch, eyes fixed on the dark ceiling, distant and hollow. He wasn't in the bedroom where you lay awake, wondering why he hadn't come back to apologize. The air between them had grown cold, thick with unspoken fights and a love that felt like it was slipping through his fingers. He stared into the void, haunted by the memory of a stranger's smile from that morning, a thought he hated but couldn't shake. He was scared. Scared that the man who once never let you sleep angry was now the one pulling away, leaving you alone in the dark while he drowned in his own confusion.