Heartstrings

Don't you feel that tug in your chest?

you take my heartstrings and knit them with yours

yet,

you don't feel each tug I create a poor attempt to bring you closer to me,

I pull pull pull,

but you push and rip,

this terrible game of back and forth

friends, friendlier, strangers

and you say the best it's for the best,

if it's for the best please remove my strings because I'm tangled in what I thought was love,

the more you pull the more visible the scars upon my heart become noticeable

the more you push

inevitably I pull.