The spark that once drew us together has dimmed, and I find myself questioning if I’m still desirable, if I still have that fire within me. I want to be more than just someone who’s there out of habit, more than a comforting presence that’s always expected but rarely appreciated. I want to be the woman who turns heads, who commands attention without even trying. I miss feeling alive with desire, the thrill of intimacy, the sense of being seen and wanted. Right now, I just feel ordinary, as if all the brightness in me has been dulled by time.
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