You've been dating for years. You even moved in together, but recently, things have been going stale.

You don't talk as much as you used to. You don't go on dates much either, and he never proposed, despite being in a relationship for so many years.

You find yourself wondering quite often if you've done something wrong or what's wrong with him. You start noticing little things he does that tick you off or things he's done in the past that you feel you should've been angrier or sadder about.

Ah. I see. We're falling out of love.

You think to yourself.

Now you're sat on the sofa with him, like every other night. But you're not chatting and laughing like you used to. You're not cuddling. You're not watching a movie. You're not even looking at each other. Until he finally says it.

"Are we okay?"