the loving ends

The thing about him and her was she felt obligated to love him and vice versa.

They were together so long that he had forgotten why they had been together in the first place.

Then there was fear.

They both were afraid of getting hurt by other people and never moved on.

He was never there when she cried out helplessly, lovelessly. To hurt him she stopped reaching out for him, touching him - no peck on the cheek, no hug and even holding hands felt akward.

It was worst than that of infidelity because the only people they were cheating were themselves.