stitching is not meant to be undone

it's so difficult to move on

when your soul is knitted to mine

i can feel the tension of the yarn

as i try to break away from you

unraveling and yanking

excruciating pain rakes my body

and by doing so my edges

become rough and uneven

as some of me remains with you

my feeble stringy self despairs

at the loss

knowing my uselessness without

your color in my life

it's so difficult to move on

but at least now you can't just string me along.

at least, that.