Frayed Strings

We held on to a frayed string.

Letting go was the hardest thing.

The bridges burnt; they didn't just break.

It was my worst nightmare, but I was awake.

We held on to a frayed string.

Letting go was the hardest thing.

I watched as everything else caught fire, too.

But amongst the rubble, I couldn't find you.

We held on to a frayed string.

Letting go was the hardest thing.

It all ended in a flash.

It all ended up in ash.

We were just holding on to a frayed string,

So why was letting you go the hardest thing?