What has happened?

What happened to the initial feeling of love?
The passion, the desire, the need, the want to just hold each other in a tight embrace as if there is no tomorrow? To spend the night walking under the stars? To gaze into the horizon and feel the night breeze? What has happened? Where has this feeling gone to? I'm sure I still have it... I yearn to hold her, but I keep getting this feeling that she now treats me more as a friend. The passion has gone. Our midnight chats are more out of duty and habit, than due to the longing to hear my voice. If I feel the same way too, I really don't mind... But my heart for her has not changed... but I keep getting the feeling that hers has changed...

I ask her to come out, she says she'll think about it, and tell me later and stuff, even though she is surely free that day, with nothing to do... What happened to the passion? I want to hold her, though she is at work, but she shys away... Remember the time we held each other in a tight embrace in the middle of the pedestrian walkway, oblivious to all? What happened to that? So much has changed... So much, in such a short time.... Love.... What is it, really?