I'm with a customer when I feel your heart seize in my own body, this sympathetic pain always all I have when our signal gets shotty. That's most the time now. As much as I miss you and I love you, I figure if I matter, you'd stop running. Connection can't be carried by one only, thats an unhealthy anomaly. I sense you get solemn when I'm no longer calling. It makes me want to reach out and soothe but God booms no everytime, says quit playing mommy, he's clearly done playing daddy. If you will stand as friends, you shalt not be both legs. He said he was so busy it's not for you to go to him. It might feel good to be in contact but cheap moments are tricks robbing the big picture. If you're two to exist thats on him. He is big on "action" so allow him to imprint upon the universe his stance if and when he's ever ready, do not take that opportunity from him or anything you mend is only temporary, for your God wants for you a man who understands the sacredness of intention. The past must pass you by and leave you alone for what's to come. You deserve to be someone's priority, never second to their ego. If it's not this man why get caught up and waste your mojo. If he loves you so much he'll follow and find the time to pick up the phone device and call you. Why should it always be you smoothing it over, making sure he knows "I love you". It is not right, there is no time for waiting idle for progression that is stalling. You deserve partnership of back and forth, not wallowing. It is not up to you to pick him up out every hole. Maybe sometimes as that back and forth but where's he been when you are spent? He's off wandering. Looking for new back and forths to make him feel rich. That's always the plan, it just never goes accordingly. There is not enough connection to fill the pit he keeps digging. Just because he might know now you're worth his time, doesn't ever make soliciting love right. God says let him go, and if he cares he'll fly back. And if he never does, I'm so glad to know where I stand. On this branch. In the morning mist. Being grand, receiving my plan. I'm over the self punishing. I'm over supplying the only constancy. I miss the old days when I was worth the world and all the words you'd never found a home for til our eyes got reaquainted. You are the biggest blessing of my life but I follow God, not humans. He wants me happy. Says if I am strong my strength will funnel into the next connection that is borne. Will it be with someone new oneday or ours. All I know is we are worn and our torch submerged in the tears of our storm. If we are to be reborn I am so happy. But I will not keep dancing on doubt just so it flashes me money. Doubt is never to touch me. It makes me feel cheap and I like to dance classy. If you wanna talk ask me. I will not crawl. If you say you're busy get back to me. If you miss me, tell me. If you're gonna say goodbye, write words I understand cuz I'm worth that, I will not pull out the medical dictionary I dont own to decipher poetic geometry. You know I **** at math, that is a headache and a half adding up what's this and that mean.  The only reason i know what your saying besides every other word is hashtags, how tragically sad our last gasps of connection are becoming. When you write for me in the face of uncertainty you never branch my way, its always in code as if writing for yourself only. When you are happy with me though, its always crystal clear. What have we become?! This is US! Talk to me, tell me how you actually feel. Otherwise I'll see you next life. I hope you're loving yourself as much as I love you. It's not a job for the faint of heart. I would know, cuz loving me is a comparable chore, a dutiful art. But I find a way everyday. Everyday. Everyday. I love you so much for teaching me everything there was to know about my goodness. Before I found mine you were the billboard blasting my praises. If we are to go separate ways, I will be ok. For I know I gave you the same. I gave you confidence, hope and perfect love. At least for a time we had eachother's backs and loved eachother harder than anyone else had been capable of. That is what soulmates do, it has been my honor to serve you. I release you now, hoping you find your way back home  to oneness to sing his song. Maybe I'll see you oneday in the branches of sobriety, faith and love, by my side or in the distance flying with some other ***** with better luck. It'd not be that she's worth more, cuz I know I've got a good heart.