Know that on the days you need me to,
I will come running to you.
Leaps and bounds
and the envious glares of antelopes;
because I will never not care for you.
I will never not love you.
But I am done wanting you.
So before you make the call,
Do not come craving me when you lack company.
Do not miss my voice when the silence becomes too scary.
Call me when it’s 3AM and you are being crushed by gravity.
Call me when your job sucks and you are fucking angry.
Call me when your job rocks and you are laughing hysterically.
Call me because you want to share your life with me.
And I will come running.
But if you call me ’cause you miss me?
Don’t be shocked to be met with dialtone.