I don't find you attractive anymore. Haven't for...

I don't find you attractive anymore. Haven't for months. Maybe years. I see other people. Am attracted to them. But not to you. Not anymore. I still have sex with you. But I'm thinking of other people. Fantasizing. Escaping. You deserve someone who desires you. Who finds you irresistible. Who wants you. But I'm too comfortable. Too scared. Too cowardly to leave. So I stay. And lie.