Key chains are built
inside her heart and brain.
When she was born they were almost like a new toy a child opens on Christmas, shinny and untouched. She got older and her subconscious
started to pull on her ribbons engrained inside her, begging to come out of her skull and tie onto someone else’s mind.
The common sense part of her brain
was frozen in the past.
He decided he didn’t want to be bonded by her ropes that were tangled all around him
anymore and the chemistry was suddenly dead. The key chains were yanked very hard from her heart until their was a crack down the middle
which slowly expanded until it was broken into 2. And all the yanking
of something being pulled from her skull left a couple of scars on her mind. And those stayed on for a very long time. The safety pins that connected them together were once shinny and new
but now they are rusted and bent out of shape. But, wounds heal over time and this story’s not over yet.











