The string of you was wrapped around me so tight that I was no longer able to
feel the skin underneath it
Every time the string would come loose I would reach out and pull it closer
closer and closer and closer until my body turned purple
And when the string started to snap I found some yarn
I found some time in the silence and I spent it on one single thing; a plan
Ways to keep the string pressed against my skin and around my wrist
Yarn, tape, glue, double knots, braided string
Anything to keep you tangled around me
And when the string began wrapping around my mouth silencing me I nodded
approval
When the string found its way towards my neck I breathed through you
instead of through me
Still I watched the string come undone one thread, one laugh, one memory
one tear at a time
I reached for you as you floated away
I stood on my toes, I found a ladder
But like a balloon carried by the wind, you became smaller and smaller
And though I could still see you floating, I saw you as a
speck, one hint of yellow in the sea of blue within the clouds
And I realized as you became smaller that I had been mistaken
I held the string in my hands
And I realized your strings had never touched me, I wound them around myself
By the time I looked up at the sky again
you had already disappeared