He needed her to cope and grew to love her; for she was the prettiest thing in his view But now she's obsolete. He opened his eyes wide. Too wide. So wide, that he saw that there were prettier things.
So distracted by the beauty all around him, he forgot to love her. Forgot he ever had.
She made the most of not being seen. "Some day his eyes will grow tired and he'll have to close them." Or so she told herself.