As the story continues.....
The strings became so visible and the color became so red.
Red flags are clear but were painted with lies, manipulation and betrayal.
Months,
Weeks,
Days,
Hours,
Minutes,
Seconds feel like agony for the strings to continually attach.
Attached and entangled with suffocation.
One day, the Great maker intervene, made her realize it will destroy them.
Destruction turned into self pity, grievances and foul words,
Words that have started with "hello, I miss you"
And a respond of " I don't feel anything"
Anything would have done to keep it going.
Going to the abyss of nothingness and drinking poison.
Poison that was there from the very start labeled as "we can make it work".
Days
Days
Days became null and finally, the strings need to be cut off.
Cut off from the arms that have now been painted with red,
Red blood dripping cause of tight attachment.
It was a relief!
Relief of a " we should end this".
The strings are now detached from "he" and "she".
She prayed for healing and she was free of bondage.
And now a new string was attached, but the other is in the Creator's hand.
-FSC