I come to you physically broken by five months of waiting. My chest aches from the whiplash of mixed signals and the exhaustion of a silence that feels like a sentence. I am done being a prisoner to a memory and a stranger to the one I held close. If there is a path for us, make it clear right now. But if this is only a loop of my own pain, I implore you: sever the tie. Reach into my marrow and rip out this agony. Bolt the door so tightly that the noise in my mind finally stops. Let us both find peace. I have given everything I have, and now I am handing the rest to you because I just want to breathe again. Amen. V