Tears in my Notebook

My notebook ripped
Straight in half
One tear turned into two
Two turned into a lot
Each  page has a tear
Each page has torn out of my notebook
No more notebook
Each page went its own way
Like it didn't like to be bound
The binding of string that held them together
Why?
I can't say
But I can see
Everyone has her own life
Eventually we have to separate
Because individuals
Maybe papers and notebooks do too
Maybe. I can't say