Oh its been that way for awhile now. A long while. We just dont talk.
He does, mind you. He'll go through this whole spill about his day went, a complete replay, detail for detail. I just go "uh huh" and "cool" and nod a little. Then when he's done, or leaves an opening, I might try to say something - like maybe how my day went or whatever. It's at that point that he changes the subject, or jumps up and says "Well, I gotta go, have a good day!". Just been that way for awhile now.
What really gets me is when he'll act all sweet (before the move-out of course) and say "What's on your mind, baby?" or "anything you want to talk about?". Because I know the minute I open my mouth he will either a) belittle every comment I make, or b) find a reason to leave. So I just smile and say "Nope, what about you?"
I used to think he was seriously interested. Boy was that frustrating.