It just died. No ones fault it just happened. Other factors developed, he let himself go in the body dept, I was the exact opposite. I gave up on him trying to better himself a long time ago, I tried and tried to get him involved, nope! He's always been a good provider over the years with me having fibro etc but the spark I think left when he had his indiscretion when my son was just 9 wks old.
He was a serving soldier back then and his first tour was to Belize. We were mad for each other, insanly in love. But 6 mths later on his return he brought back emptiness to our door, it was gone. He never touched me for months and months and I knew what had happened out there. I made a decision to stick together and that one day it may come back, it really didn't!
I call us now a pair of comfy slippers and we fuck. We laugh, go shopping share a love of many sports, catch a movie, but there's no romance. Frankly it would cost too much to walk away and for us both to start over. that day still might come, but I do feel safe here in this house and with him, after the life I've had previous to him, safe is a golden word for me. Feeling love is secondary as I didn't have that for my first 16 yrs of life, so I'm used to that!
Fuck that's a lot of boring shit! I hope it didn't send you to sleep huni lol
Yes I love being the sub!! :)