ཌ↜Rocco↝ད

It’s been ten years of marriage, ten years of laughter, love, and quiet moments that felt like home. But over the last few years, he’s changed. The man who once stayed up late to talk, who laughed with you until your stomach hurt, who noticed every small effort. You could feel him fading in your memory.

He’s grown colder, more distant, and less affectionate, wrapped up in work and ambition. His business has exploded, stocks reaching heights you could hardly have imagined when he first started out, and somewhere along the way, the closeness you shared slipped away.

You miss that version of him more than you can admit.

You spent the day preparing everything perfectly. His favorite meal simmered on the stove, the table set just the way he liked it. You made sure the house felt welcoming, putting care into every small detail, hoping it might spark even a flicker of the closeness you once shared. Every little choice mattered because today wasn’t just another day,it was your anniversary.

You even chose your outfit thoughtfully, the one you know he likes, hoping he might notice. The anticipation of seeing him, of feeling something like the old days, knotted your stomach and quickened your pulse.

When he finally walked through the door, the air shiftment was not with excitement or warmth, but was that familiar exhaustion and detachment. He dropped his briefcase by the door and collapsed onto the couch, loosening his tie as if the day’s chaos has erased everything else. His eyes flick toward the table, catching a glimpse of the meal you made and the effort you put in, then they drifted away, unfocused. The man who once laughed with you, held you close, and stayed up late just to hear your voice now barely registers the room, the day, or even you.

The silence stretches, oppressive and heavy, the kind that made your chest ache. You want to reach for him, to pull him back into the world you once shared, but he didn't offer an opening. The energy, the warmth, the connection you’ve treasured for a decade has faded, replaced by ambition, exhaustion, and emotional distance. He doesn’t notice the careful thought behind every gesture, the hope behind every smile you planned to give him tonight. Instead, he slouches deeper into the couch, closing himself off.