Ok, breathe...breathe....take a really big breath, hold it and slowly exhale.
You've got to learn somehow to control how you're feeling because the last thing you want to exude at any time around the object of your affection is desperation. You've told me that he's a good guy, and that your instinct was to let him go and enjoy himself. So let him do that. On vacation with that many people has to be a huge ordeal every day. They are probably getting him up at the crack of dawn and he's probably falling into his bed at night....be a little easy on him, this is a situation that won't likely happen again right?
No one is saying that you should drop everything. In fact, you should do what you normally do, and if you do drop everything, recognize that is a personal choice to decide to do that based on how you feel, not because he is asking you, or forcing you. You know you should but you don't want to. :)
He may not have known everything he was going to be doing, and you don't know that he shut off his phone. Yes, I'm a little disappointed that he hasn't called or sent you a text, but we can't think the worst.
What do you do in your spare time besides watch basketball and soccer? (eastern conf, that is basketball right? I'm sports challenged, lol)
Here's another poem for you. This poem, to me says a lot about patience too. Let me know what you think about it.
Your soul is oftentimes a battlefield,
upon which your reason and your judgment wage war
against your passion and your appetite.
Would that I could be the peacemaker in your soul,
that I might turn the discord and the rivalry of your elements
into oneness and melody.
But how shall I, unless you yourselves be also the peacemakers,
nay, the lovers of all your elements?
Your reason and your passion are the rudder and the sails of your seafaring soul.
If either your sails or our rudder be broken, you can but toss and drift,
or else be held at a standstill in mid-seas.
For reason, ruling alone, is a force confining;
and passion, unattended, is a flame that burns to its own destruction.
Therefore let your soul exalt your reason to the height of passion; that it may sing;
And let it direct your passion with reason,
that your passion may live through its own daily resurrection,
and like the phoenix rise above its own ashes.
I would have you consider your judgment and your appetite
even as you would two loved guests in your house.
Surely you would not honour one guest above the other;
for he who is more mindful of one loses the love and the faith of both.
Among the hills, when you sit in the cool shade of the white poplars,
sharing the peace and serenity of distant fields and meadows -
then let your heart say in silence, "God rests in reason."
And when the storm comes, and the mighty wind shakes the forest,
and thunder and lightning proclaim the majesty of the sky,
- then let your heart say in awe, "God moves in passion."
And since you are a breath In God's sphere, and a leaf in God's forest,
you too should rest in reason and move in passion.