t e m p o r a r y _ h a p p i n e s s

Things hadn't been the same for a while. He felt distant, cold, like his mind was always some place else. "Have I done something wrong?", she kept thinking. But despite that, she kept holding on. What else could she do? She loved him too much. Maybe it would get better. Maybe if she pretended everything was okay, it would eventually be, and he would go back to being himself again.

It was like the floor had vanished under her feet, but as long as she didn't look down, she wouldn't fall.