You drop hints all week and he says he's "stressed."
You initiate and he gives you the "I'm tired, maybe this weekend" excuse.
But here's what's really happening:
He still gets off. Probably in the shower. Probably to porn. Probably thinking about women who aren't you.
Not because he's a bad person. Not because he stopped loving you.
But because his body stopped craving yours.
And here's the part that keeps you up at night:
You know something died. You can feel it. The way he used to grab your ass when you walked past him—gone. The way he used to get hard just from kissing you—gone. The way he used to take you like he was starving—gone.
You've tried everything. New positions. Sexy texts. Date nights. Therapy.
Nothing worked.
Because you can't negotiate desire. You can't logic your way into being wanted.
But you can trigger it chemically.