Bracelet

This bracelet. My bracelet. You know, it reminds me of you in a way. Simple, but beautiful. Strong, and mysterious. I keep looking down to see if it has a string attached to it. You see, every time I look at it, touch it, I can feel something pulling on my heart. Like the strings on a puppet. It reminds me of you as it slips to the floor. Slips through my fingers…like you.