An opportunity so rare

Puppet

How many times did you have to replace the strings? How many times without me even knowing? How many times did you think of cutting them away?

I remember one time I found myself in a shop far away from where I knew and you were not in sight. Not a single string was in sight and I sat propped on a shelf for a long while. I saw many inquisitive eyes walk by. Few would poke and prod at me, and in those moments they did I would see the shimmer of an invisible string. I tried hard in that time to find where the string was connected. And even now I wonder why I never succeeded.

I am afraid had I found them I would've asked for them to be removed. Possibly then another pair of eyes would collect me. Yet, even then it may not have been genuine. I heard whispers that I resembled my maker too much to be coveted in an unused manner.

Nonetheless, you came again and when you took me back I felt shiny and new - but now I'm back at the shop and the number of invisible strings has increased and sometimes they ache when people prod at me and I see the quick flickers of light off a string here and there and I am reminded of where I come from. However, they are growing longer with the distance you put between us and come time and age I know your hold on the strings will weaken and perhaps one day I'll be entirely free. 

Perhaps one day, I'll be real.     

  ❧

A/N: Ok so clearly this one is a lot darker than the others but then that's another side to love isn't it.