Always Searching and Waiting

You don't always answer my questions.
So I quit asking.

Your mind is dangerously beautiful and
your heart beats you into lonely despair.

My memory of you lies within my heart and soul.
My memory of you lies in your behavior.

There is no longer reason, no longer empathetic emotion.
You need to grow past your mistakes.

You need to stretch out from your inhibitions.
Grow toward the longing in heaven, towards the love in the light.

I yearn for your reply that never comes.
Your silence speaks volumes.