Tempting Perfection

Together we were explosive. Apart we were miserable.

I know he wants more, but he denies himself. His gaze burns with desire when he looks at me. But the wall he has built keeps me out.

I sense he’s hiding something.

But, then, so am I.

To guard our hearts, we’ve kept our secrets locked away. But secrets are like love—one way or another, they find a way.