You are always on my mind

      I keep thinking about all the years we've spent together. The memories we share, the good and the bad. We started out sharing every thought and dream we had... Did we quit dreaming? Have we shared every thought? Why has every conversation become that of only daily news rather than a moment to share a part of ourselves? My heart still loves you. That has not changed. But my security in your love for me has been shaken. The words are there, your actions even show it, but emotionally, you are not there. Have you ever been? Was I so convinced by your lips and your arms that I didn't listen to your heart? I long to feel the passion I expected when I fell in love. I need your compassion when my heart is heavy and my eyes are full. I crave an intimate conversation where your soul is bared and a little piece of you is entrusted to me. I want to feel the pleasure I see in your eyes when we share our love in the night. Were my expectations unrealistic? Is this forever I thought I'd found just a dream that will never come true? What do you do when  the surface is smooth but you feel the heat of the lava beneath? You know your world will eventually erupt, but do you keep dancing on the ice until it does, or do you find more stable ground? The answer seems obvious, but when you are in the middle of the dance and the whole world is watching, you feel an obligation to finish the song, right?