"Communication" ---- the ability to tell your partner how you feel or what you're experiencing without being critiqued, criticised or analyzed. 

I just finished watching Dances with Wolves in it's entirety. There's a scene towards the end of the movie where Lt. Dunbar is rescued from the Army by his adoptive tribe of Sioux indians. When he returns to the tribe's winter camp, Stands With a Fist runs to him and they're re-united. I want a love so fierce that my lover runs to me because she can't stand being apart.

I'm sick of crying,
     and tired of trying.

Yes, I'm smiling,
     but inside I'm dying.

I envy the fortunate few who are lucky enough to find their soulmate early in life. For some, the journey has been blessed with angels and precious moments to help them weather any storms the world may toss their way. I've always wanted to live in that world.

Do you ache for lost love? Or for love that never came? I still hear the fading footsteps of the one whom I thought would be the answer to my every prayer. But the sound of her footsteps never grow silent. They only grow fainter each day. 

Instead of hearing her laugh and losing myself in her arms, I spend my days listening to the hollow whispers of lost memories and haunted dreams that reside where my heart should be.

But still, my eye is on the horizon, for I KNOW that, in time, the sun of a new day will take its place in my life and I will again be as happy as I once was - as happy as I know I can, should, and deserve to be.