Letting go
Cut the cord
Cut the cord that binds me to you
My heart beats for you
Muscles contract, muscles relax
Impulses shoot along their neural pathways
All for you.
To see you, to smell you,
to touch your skin
causes an Implosion within my fragile skull
My obsessive need for you
A black hole
Distorting space and time
With my hunger and need
Cut the cord, cut the cord
I am a vortex
An empty space never to be filled
By tepid affection
and half-hearted regard
Where is the fire?
Where is the searing heat of passion?
It is time to let you go
Time to cut the cord the binds me to you
But not you to me
Extinguish my obsession
Quench my red hot madness
Oh but the fear. The uncertainty!
Will my heart continue to beat
if it no longer beats for you?
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