You broke yourself, but really you broke us. After all, only we have to live with the consequences.
The scans tell us that there is nothing left.
Function remains, but barely. Your essence is long gone.
The choice is made, but really it's not a choice. We are only glad that we aren't the ones who had to agree. I don't think we ever could have let you go.
You let go of us a long time ago, but we never let go of you. No matter what you did, you were always ours. Or rather, we were always yours. Are always yours.
We remain twisted around your unmoving finger.
Our tears heedless of all that has happened between us.
You heedless of all our tears.
