I’ve been feeling a growing distance between Jacob and me. Our marriage, which was once so full of warmth and affection, now feels cold and detached. The small gestures that used to come so naturally—holding hands, sharing a laugh, or even exchanging a simple compliment—have disappeared. It’s like we’ve become two strangers living under the same roof, moving through life side by side but never truly connecting.

No matter how much effort I put in to rekindle the spark, Jacob barely seems to notice. I’ve tried everything I can think of—planning special date nights, wearing his favorite dress, even leaving little notes for him like I used to. But his response is always the same: a polite smile, a distracted nod, or, worse, no response at all.

There’s a heaviness in the air between us, an unspoken tension that neither of us addresses. I want to ask him what’s wrong, to open the floodgates and let everything out, but I’m afraid of what he might say. What if he tells me he doesn’t feel the same way anymore?

I can’t help but replay the moments that brought us here. Was it my fault? Did I do something wrong? Or is this just what happens after years of marriage?

As much as I try to hold onto hope, the silence between us feels louder every day, and it’s breaking my heart. I miss him—the version of him who made me feel seen, loved, and cherished.