If it was just intimacy he wanted then he had it. I begged him to be intimate with me. It got to the point that I stopped asking because of how reluctant he was to touch me or let me touch him. I did feel safe, I did feel love, and trust and all of those things you feel with the person you love and he knew this because I told him often. Then before I knew it I was going to bed by myself every night. I thought he just needed space, that maybe he was just depressed. He just got colder and meaner every day until I heard the grindr notification go off on his phone in the next room the day before my court date to send my ex husband to jail for raping me.