I'm Holding On To A String Poem by Mark Heathcote

That might just break someday…
And like some little kite
Might even, take a solo flight.
…Away from me - someday.
Wearing, red ribbons…

That leaves a lump in my throat
Oh, she might even cross some void.
And say, we'll live on…
Two separate shores.
But can we still, remain friends?
Cause I still love you.

Oh how my arms will ache
After you; just to hold you.
Oh I'm holding on to a string
That might just break someday…
Oh my hearts like wet tissue
And it's sure to break and perforate.

And like a kite, I'm sure to follow
With a string that's almost frayed
And fall, descend to the ground
That'll swallow me up
With a memory of when we soared
And swore we'd always be tied together.