I’m married, but things haven’t been the same lately. The spark that used to light up our relationship has dimmed, leaving behind a routine that feels more like cohabitation than a love story. Don’t get me wrong—I still care deeply for my husband. We’ve built a life together, weathered storms, and shared moments that shaped who we are. But somewhere along the way, the romance and passion slipped through the cracks, replaced by a steady rhythm of everyday life.

I find myself wondering if I’ve changed, if I’ve lost the part of me that once felt vibrant and desirable. I miss the way my heart used to race when someone looked at me like I was the only person in the room. I miss the way it felt to be seen, to be admired, to feel like I mattered beyond just being a partner or a caregiver.

Lately, I’ve been craving that attention—the kind that makes you feel alive, like you’re still captivating and beautiful. It’s not about stepping away from my marriage; it’s about rediscovering the part of myself that feels lost in the monotony.

I can’t help but wonder if someone out there could see me that way again, if someone could remind me of the woman I used to feel like. Someone who could reignite that spark within me and remind me that I’m still attractive, still desirable, and still worth being noticed.