Question

The string needs to be cut but what happens when it gets too thick?

I tied a string to my finger,
A tiny thread, a whisper,
Hoby Wayne Stuart, he’s the one,
He leaves, then returns, just to be gone.

Each time he comes back, I hold him tight,
Pulling the string to make it right,
But he slips through my grasp once again,
A flicker, a shadow, then nothing but rain.

He comes back stronger, each time,
A knot in my chest, a tangled rhyme,
I keep holding on, though I know,
Hoby will leave, and the string will go.

And I’ll tie it again, like I always do,
The thread of him, both old and new.
He leaves, he comes, the string’s pulled thin,
But it’s the only way to feel him again.

Answer 1

awwwwwwwwww...i feel that girl.. <3

Answer 2

thank you. it makes me think of my ex and how he was

Answer 3

awww dang.... <3

Answer 4

poems hit hard when its about an ex.