The Tale of a Thread

 

Started as a thin strand

feeble, flimsy and tender

each smiles and chats

adding more layers to it.

Slowly and happily,

it grew in size.

Adorned it with stories and pranks

we felt the rope shrink in length

getting thicker and stronger

with each beat of our hearts

bringing us closer

to continue the journey,

as a single beat of rhythm.

But the small fights and remarks

left deep cuts on the rope.

No matter how thick the rope grew around it,

it remained as the weakest links

sinfully waiting for that slightest of pulls.

And it happened;

the rope cut loose

and we both were left with our halves.

All that is left now

is the echo of the empty promises,

to remind our weeping hearts

Of how a thread grew into a rope.