The Thread

You cut the thread for you were scared
but I was rather ill-prepared
to watch you turn and walk away
and that is why I opt to stay;
to re-read all the thoughts we shared
(the best of which went undeclared)
and, when I read, I see you cared
yet on that dreadful first of May
you cut the thread.

Oh, that first month, how I despaired!
I wandered through these halls wild-haired
and now I simply wait and pray
that you’ll return on All Saints Day.
You must. You see I never dared
to cut the thread.