The words are getting tangled
As they pass between my lips
They grow twisted and contorted
With every passing trip

You say you need some time
So you'll avoid me for a while
You promise that we'll still be close
But there's reluctance in your smile

I never wanted what you asked for
Or for things to be displaced
I couldn't give you what you wanted
So instead I gave you space

When I couldn't handle waiting
I took to knitting hearts
But the yarn tumbled from my fingers
And our friendship fell apart

It's the knotting of our strings
That keeps us terribly confined
And the fraying of loose ends
That unravel over time

One day you'll grow entangled
As you dance on twisted threads
While the spider keeps on weaving
Catching insects in her web