we are tied together, but by what?
I say we, but who are you?
an invisible but undeniable cord,
holds me prison.
wrapped around my heart,
unleashed to your, what to your what?
must I cut the cord that feeds me,
but feeds me with what?
the fear that I will lose you,
once more,
but what is there to lose?
so there it is,
the time,
the moment,
to let you go.
j.s