Lost Connection

you and I, I would say, are inseparable. My dear, we built Bridges of solid stone that hold us together. Even in the floods, if the concrete is submerged, I can swim safely to you. You are the safety pin attached to my clothes, and you hold me tightly together. but I fear, my love, that you don't feel the same. I see you stand at the other side silently with a hammer and chisel. You'd break yourself from me to make me loose again. I'd face the bad weather. You'd let the current carry me far so you wouldn't have to deal. How could I even begin to believe we were real? If anything, we are more separate than ever.