Killed without notice

Reflections of your love
have come to wither
I thought I 've done my best
to make you see
a picture of you and I
are all but materials
things that we press to hold
and try to listen

Who would've thought
that you and i would fall
and land together
suddenly here you are lying
with me in the truths
and if i move closer
would love take over?

Yes everyone loves the honeymoon period of relationships, where we become almost like one. But what happens after? Do we just move on to another honeymoon? In this new world where commitment seems as skpetical as aids, where should i fall to? Who should we dictate?