Why’d he stop talking to me?

Three-card draw, three majors — so this isn't a scheduling fumble; something structural closed, and the cards won't tell you it was his fault.

Past — The World, reversed. Before the silence, something was left unfinished rather than completed. A conversation that stopped at the edge of a real ending, a chapter he called done without actually finishing it, or an arrangement where both of you assumed the other would say the next part.

Present — The Star, upright. Right now the ground is quiet, not hostile. There's no fight here — just distance and a kind of tired openness, the kind where a person is standing very still and hoping not to be asked why.

Future — The High Priestess, upright. If the quiet keeps going, it stays quiet in a way that can flip without warning — and the cards won't tell you what he knows, only what the shape of the silence allows. Under this condition you get something you didn't ask for and can't control: either an answer you suspected but couldn't prove, or a longer silence that is itself the answer.

Two things follow. If you go back through the last few messages and find the last exchange was about a real ending, a plan, or a decision — then this reads as him stepping back from a thing neither of you finished, and High Priestess says don't chase him into silence; ask once, plainly, and let the answer be whatever shape it is. If that last exchange was warm and ordinary and nothing was pending, then the World reversed points at something older and less visible — something that ended for him earlier than you knew — and the same one plain question is the only thing that will tell the two cases apart. The cards don't report what's inside his head; only what you can see in the record and what he does when asked.

So: before you send anything, open the actual thread — the last ten messages — and find the date the tone changed, and what was on the table that week. Then ask him one direct question with no accusation and no essay: not "why are you ignoring me," but "did something land wrong between us?" What comes back is data no card can give you.

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