After the Knot - Kazemakase Literature Club

I thought we had a bond tied tightly together.

That no one could untie. That no one could cut.

But then, at some point, I wondered.

Was there really any need to tie it so tightly?

No one was trying to untie it. No one was trying to cut it.

We were very safe.

And then, I realized something.

That no one finds you attractive.

When I tried to untie the knot, you cried and got angry.

"We will never be apart!"

But those tears only made my heart grow cold.

Once I slipped it loose, the tension left my body and I could breathe deeply.

Let's stop tying knots from now on.

Next time, I won't need any red strings.

If we can just hold hands and smile gently at each other, that is the right answer.

The red string, caught in the wind, disappeared into the distance and was gone.

Thank you for reading. This work is a submission for the Kazemakase Literature Club project.