You tried to change didn’t you. Closed your mouth more, tried to be softer, prettier, less volatile, less awake but even when sleeping you could feel him traveling away from you in his dreams. You can’t make homes out of human beings, someone should have already told you that, and if he wants to leave then let him leave.
Go to a coffee shop. Sit by the bar with the glass windows and look out. Look at all the people running to catch a train. All the girls with one too many shopping bags. All the couples too in love to care. Then you’ll see it — a bit of yourself in everyone. And somehow, sitting alone in a coffee shop had never felt so good.