"It is tonight when you realize this relationship is too far gone for either of you to save it. He can’t change his schedule and you are tired of trying to work around it. It’s not his fault—if anything, it’s yours for being inflexible—but really, it’s just bad luck. At first, he had more time, but he’s had more and more to do. And at first, you were okay with it, delighted to be with him whenever you could, not minding the days alone and apart. Without time to spend together, though, you’ve grown distant. At night, he doesn’t hold you in his arms. His kisses are all fleeting. He used to sing you to sleep some nights, but now he never asks if you want it. You stay on your side of the bed and he doesn’t reach across the invisible border. It’s hard to sleep easy some nights and even harder to wake up, to open your eyes and know you’ll be met by an empty bed, already cold."