(This is for my prompt “halved ribbon”, and I’m redoing this prompt too)

We were bound

By the ribbon of life,

Not once unraveled,

Not trapped in strife,

The strip- silky, slipper red,

Tied our wrists in a bow,

Tight enough to bruise,

Deep in our skin, it was sewn,

Despite the digging pain,

Bound together, we happily stayed,

Though I failed to hear

The snip of your honed blade,

And the sound of your footsteps,

Running far, far, far away,

Hexing our connection, now halved,

When I thought you'd forever stay.

I'm free now,

But at what cost?,

If anything, my glasses are lost.

Our hearts were happy,

But now, mine is sickened,

As I stare at the halved ribbon.