Losing separation – what others call a near miss. ~ radio description of two Delta airplanes

I’ve lost separation many times.
They call it co-dependent these days.
I’ve lived to please, sought above all else
to build a life where others cared,
where they knew my value, where I mattered.
Where they said thank you. Or just noticed.
I’ve quit being me, knowing what I thought,
feeling my own feelings adopting his instead.
I’ve lost separation before and thus I know
how excellent, how great a blessing, how good
having separation can be.