on strings

it was
the most beautiful night

the sky was
blue like where the ocean
starts getting cold
the stars peeking through
their veils of cloud
illuminating the tears
that couldn't fall
from his eyes

it was too much

i stood some feet away
as he retched
his loneliness
magnified by the sound
of splattering

i couldn't even
say i was sorry
i didn't want him to think
i felt regret

two lives
twist themselves together
every fight and recovery
another knot to try and pry apart
when the strings finally untangle

was it all
leading up to this?