The longing never truly goes away...We are filled only to hunger again.  It is a fire shut up in our bones.  It burns in our bellies.  Nothing else will satisfy us.  Nothing else compares to the real.  In the garden of your soul the loneliness envelopes, oversahdows you.  You are crushed under the weight of it.  Who is there to carry this load?  Who is there to share this burden of My heart?  Who will walk with Me?  Who will talk with Me?  Who will hear the longing of My heart?  It beats inside My chest until I think it will burst.  Can you hear it?  Can you feel it?  This is the burden I bare alone.