Thread

The thread of my existence
Is unravelling.
Bit by bit,
Day by day,
Looser and looser.
My tenuous hold grows
Weaker.
Soon it will snap
And I'll be
Gone.

At the same time
Your thread grows tighter,
Wound around me
Like a second skin,
Sinking deeper into me,
Cleaving me to you,
Binding me to you,
Melding me with you.

Killing me with you.