Its an act of submission not of love, not even of lust anymore.
I don't crave it or even dream of it anymore.
I avoid it, stall and make up excuses of not wanting it anymore.
Heavy breathing, body shakes, and moans are just physical and not of emotions anymore.
Afterwards there's no bond or feeling of contentment anymore.
I think I would be fine without doing it anymore....
But I can't because unfortunately that's all I have to offer anymore.