Somehow, I Am Healed

Did the pain heal me? I want to please him so much, even if it hurts me. Cause he holds me so well when he handles me. I just want to be at his end. And pick me up when he has the time. I was meant to heal him. I just want the time to. He’s busy making me feel left hanging. And I made the space for him. I let him fill me in of his presence and be his home. And he travels a lot. Makes himself comfortable anywhere, I think. Figures out how to fit in. And I feel different. When I was fine with the idea of being his part time, and managing whatever he may have left here. But now I feel filled, and almost sure that he left again. I feel different.