String

I have a string. 

Don't be fooled by its promising tug

It just leads to emptiness 

It did not always lead to nothing

Once upon a time

The string was tethered into my broken

Wings and tugged me back, time and time again, to 

You, my everything

Life is not to be 

Made into a story but if it was

I am sure that chapter would be wonderful

We were truly inseparable

UntilUntil we were not anymore

Until I could not anymore

When you cut the string 

The tugging oddly did not stop,

As I mentioned before 

Instead,

That of you not being at the end has 

Let me learn how to fly 

Despite the tugging 

Though now I know how to fly, 

I miss that meaningless string pulling me back 

To the life I once lived

The life with you at the end

Of my tug

Even if you had tethered me to the ground

Instead of the sky where I now reside

I miss my string

I miss your tug