People uttered so much
about how they would do things
for those who they love,
but won't actually jump off the boat
when it's about to sink.

Their reason?

They would rather stay...

And so I cut the red string
to see if it was really love
or peace that I'll be
waving my sleeves with

And to my wonder,
I met both.

Now I am starting
my stiches
repairing the damage
and confusions

this red string
hath brought
to my oh so curious
heart.

And so flames
hath turned one to ash
while the other
still fights its light

One begged to live
while the other held to love

Please do enlighten
this wander'ng soul

Who keeps on blaze-
burning herself within
for the one
she once had taken an oath
in flames.

Still using the same
language you taught me

and perhaps the very reason

why no one
understands
how painful it is
beneath the surface.

Love came
to heal
an old scar concealed

only to bleed
again

in hopes
of stitches
from thread
in loops.