From a distance

I think I sense that
You are trying to limit contact with me.

The question is, why?

Is it because, after all
You are not sure about what you have done
And need this distance to convince yourself that everything's ok?

Over and over I ache to reach out
Across the divide
And pluck the thorn from your side
But over and over again God picks me up
Holds me in His arms and whispers,
"Wait."

So although it makes no sense
I will wait.

But know this:
Every time you make me wait,
The urge to slap myself increases
Because I can't believe you would be doing this if I hadn't done anything wrong.

(Please tell me what I have done)