The fibers that held us together so gingerly
in the beginning
Of your bracelet that I adore
Are starting to fray
And I refuse to let it go
so easily
That was your promise to me, the twisting of Colors and words that elicited so much trust And safety
I won't fix it
This bracelet was your promise, and I refuse
To tamper with fate so carelessly
And make it hang loosely
upon my wrist