Heartstrings
There is a string from my heart to yours.
Once strong as steel, now dwindled down
to feeble wool.
Frayed.
Tattered.
Eroded into something so simple,
so intricately delicate
that mere proximity can bring torment or alleviation.
Every inch of distance between us
brings my heart to whimper
of the string pulling it from its place in my chest.
Yet our languid disregard for what has become so agonizingly painful
keeps us moving farther away in search of “things”.
Things which can only bring pain.
This pain which, someday, will summon us back together;
Or snap,
Like a too tight rubber band
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