The Connecting Chain

Starting out

Sweet

Two friends

Tied together

Forever

.

Together

Eating watermelon on a bench

Together

Sipping sweet lemonade

Together

Taking walks in the canyon

Together

Playing cards

Together talking deep into the night

Together Together Together

.

~

.

It seemed

A great idea at first

To throw away the key

So no one could separate us

But now, I’m regretting it

.

~

.

I know

All about her now…

It has been to long

I need

A break

She needs to form

New memories

Without me

.

~

.

Her very voice

Grates on my ears

Maybe

We weren’t meant to be

What once was honey to me

Is raw lemon juice

On the thousands of paper cuts

I have developed

Over the many years

.

~

.

It began sweet

But now

I am dragging her

Forcibly

To a blacksmith

I should have done this before.

.

~

.

Chain broken

I leave her

The world

Is opening

I will go

Where ever my feet lead me

.

~

.

Dawning on the morning

Days after I left her

I feel

Empty…

I was always attached at the hip

She was always there

I was never alone

Another heart was always beating

A few feet away

.

~

.

My heart

Switches sides

Every night

I want to see her

Yet each time

I remember

The scars

Of my many cuts

.

Maybe seeing her

Just once

Wouldn’t be so bad…

.

~

.

She’s moved on

I am no longer part of her life

C’est la vie

.

~

.

But in my head

A chain still connects me

To that chapter of life

In memory

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