Headaches, Malfunctions, and funny little Skeletons.

Text message

I texted you today.
And maybe you didn't respond, out of disbelief that I, a nonbeliever, tried to contact you.
Or maybe it was because I don't praise you on sundays.
Or do bible studies during the week.
Or maybe it even has to do with the fact that I only come to you as a last resort and not as my first option.
But I sent you a text today because I'm in need of some saving.
If you want me to be baptized first, then Ill drown myself in holy water.
If I need to be pure, I'll wash away the hands that have touched me.
And after I do that you'll probably want me to change my true lover as well.
And if it means that you'll text back then I'll do it.
Because I texted you today and not only did you leave me on delivered, but after I cried about the loneliness that swallows me whole, my heart had started to feel like it was split in two, tell me how you had the time to split water down the middle, but I can't get a text back.
Why won't you answer?