October 16, 2014

Tugging at the Strings

Tugging at the strings of my heart, wanting to leave already.
Tugging at the strings, nay the reins, of constraint, wanting to exit so soon.
Tugging, tugging, tugging.

It's time to cut lose before it snaps.
It's time to let go before it breaks.

Slowly, though.
Not too quickly.
My pace, perhaps?
Though you prefer yours.
Let's try to meet halfway.
And we will both win.

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