We could talk for hours and about everything.

Now I'm just constantly thinking that

I believe he's not as funny anymore,

why do I have to start every conversation we have (I know that in my right mind, this doesn't actually bother me at all, because I'm a talker, I need a listener) My laugh seems forced but I still long to feel his skin, to make love to him, to kiss him... When it is one on one talking, I'm just constantly focussing on how I don't feel like I'm in love.

How I'm not proud of him anymore,

why I constantly have an anger or frustration...!!