This one band
Holds our relationship together
By one strand of twine.
But the
Love I thought was mine
Was really just a line to make me feel better.
One lie at a time,
It breaks the boundaries of possible resistance.
After little time at all
There is nothing much left,
The circle that it once formed has become a one way line.
One way love with an end.
This one band
Serves as a stencil
To begin the markings on my hand