I hear his gentle breath beside me, the warmth radiating off his body. I stare at the plain white wall, my hand covering my ear. I hear my breathing, in sync with his. Unlike our relationship.
I hear her breathing, the bed sheet making a noise as she moves her leg. My hand covers my ear, my heart pounding too fast. I stare at the lampshade on the lamp crooked. Like our relationship.
As they lay there, backs facing each other, their relationship slowly crumbles away, till nothing is left.