That rope that held them together

Through four years of stormy weather

That rope that tied them together

Chaining them forever

Have been severed by his move

The constant Tug-O-War

Pulled him to her and her to him

But she couldn’t bear the attachment

Of a love who’s so far away

She grabbed the hatchet and began slicing away

The years of memories incased in the thick, tan, braided rope

Sawing away the pain of the love lost and the hope for its return

Once the deed was done,

Little strands remained among the rest

Wobbling and wiggling as thin as a spider’s web dangling in the air in front of our faces

Tying you to me and me to you

But I couldn’t bear the attachment

Of a love who’s so far away

We’re drowning one another in our tears from broken hearts that are yearning for affection

We’re ripping one another apart with our sharp claws that are reaching for the rope

Those little strands that held us together

Through the stormy weather

Those little strands that tied us down

Chaining us forever

Have been set fire to by me

Slamming us into the walls of our current home

Flinging us into the place where we belong

Pushing us into the arms of others

Forcing us to let go

No strings attached…

But the pain of a love lost still remains

Floating in the air above our heads

On the imaginary string that our acquaintances wish weren’t there

Even with no strings attached

I still love you

But I must let go

And you must to

For we can’t resort lastly to one another when we’re lonely…

This is the end…

No strings attached…