I wish I knew...

[kyjuggalette]

Talking. Conversation. It involves two parties, taking turns expressing ideas and listening to what the other has to say. So why does it feel like I'm the only one involved in this. I talk. He says nothing. I'm waiting for an answer I don't think will ever come. I told him that he needs to make a decision. He says he's thought about it. I still have no answer. I don't know what he wants or is planning to do. I don't know where we stand. When we left it last night, it was with the understanding that things had to change or I couldn't continue to live my life the way that I have been. We were supposed to talk tonight. It started with "So where were did you stop last night?". There was no exchange of ideas. I told him that I said everything that I needed to. He said nothing. He left after one cigarette. I don't know what's going on. I don't know what decisions he has made. I don't know what he is considering. I just don't know.

I need answers to questions that I have finally asked.

For some reason, I don't think I am going to get my answers in the form that I need them.

I need words to tell me what the outcome will be. I need action to back it up.

Silence only creates a rift that time may not heal.

Why do I feel like I am starting to detach?