What the fuck is happening?

Started reading old blogs from last summer. Goddamnit. I miss when Terry and I were inseperable. Everything was so new and he fucking adored me. I don't know what happened. Nothing's changed on my end. So funny how he's the one who relentlessly went after ME and now it seems like he doesn't give a shit whether we see each other or not. He's so... closed off in a way. I've been seriously asking myself the past couple weeks, 'Was it beer-goggles? What's so different? Has he totally lost interest in me but is too lazy/scared/whatever to end it?'

No more "You're so fucking pretty". No more "I miss you so goddamn much!" 'I love you' doesn't have any passion behind it anymore. No more totally random, near-violent ravagings. Pretty much no more sex at all. There was this look he used to give me that I absolutely adored. I haven't seen it in months.

I think maybe I'm being overly paranoid and not taking into consideration how stressed out he is lately. But this has all been eating away at me for a while and I don't know what the fuck to do. I don't want a seemingly-perfect relationship to go to shit. Because I've never even had a good relationship to begin with.

I just want us to be madly in love again. I can't take this.