Here I'll set down the rules I'm to follow, thin threads of highway lines. Don't write, don't ask, don't invite. You've said enough, wait for the reply. Let him work. Don't help. Let him figure you out. Let him say, "There's something there I want" "That I can't find in anybody else." "I must learn how to reach it." "I must get it for myself." Let him think about you, in the middle of the night. Let him reach out. Let him reveal himself, not so casually, not so easily, let him want more than easy warmth. And if he does not then let him be. When you're ready for your favorite mind you'll find it.