7years(short story)

We're 7years married.
We're 7years living in the same house.
But not in the same room.
Were 7years living in the same house.
But not the same feelings for each other.
My love for him is more than 7years
I Loved him,but for him.
I'm his unlucky.
Thats what he say to me.
I am acting like I dont hurt.
But I do hurt.
I am acting like a stone.
But I am not, cause I'm just a human, just like him.
I am in a relationship with him.
But I dont feel it.
Once in my life time I didn't get his attention.
Maybe yes, I did.
But not in good.
That's my life with him.
Life with him is like a wind.
Wind that can't touch,can't see.
Wind that can only do for us is to feel.
He's like a wind.
He feels me.
But his acting not.
I am married.
But I feel like.
I am the only one.
I am married.
But I feel like.
I don't have a groom on my wedding.
I got married in (7years ) complicated situation.