i thought you were my soulmate.
we were tied together with red string
bondage that could not be broken
with time or distance.
but the bond turned black,
red string turned black as it fed on my despair
red string turned black as it drank my energy,
sucking me dry.
i thought you were my soulmate
but that was just a fever dream
a dream as red hot as the string that tied us together.
i thought you were a project,
that was my first mistake.
i thought it was up to me to fix you.
i thought i was the only one who could.
but you poisoned me,
turned the red string black
and cold as ash.
our fire burned out
and you left it on me
to restart it.
tell me why did i even try
to relight a fire
when you kept dousing the tinder in water?
you wanted me to fail,
delighted in my struggle.
yet still, i kept trying to heal us.
but it's a lot easier to color a red string black
than it is to color a black string red.
i tried to make the best of pain
i tried to give you my best.
but just like the color black,
you absorbed all my light
and consumed it with your darkness.