"Our hearts are like bookshelves,
They keep for us what our mind can't.
The novels are our memories, the ones happy and bright. They are the things in our libraries that give off all the light.
The poetry and melodies, are where our sadness lives. It is the pieces of paper we throw away, but the words we still believe.
The giant books of history, is a compilation of the past. They are the reminder for our hearts, that memories do last.
But everyone has this one little book, that doesn't have a name. It is the one thing treasured most, for it will house the love that's not yet came."
YOU ARE READING
A Thousand Words
Puisimiranda j. ____ Because to love is a wonderful feeling, no matter how painful it may be. So, I went ahead and fell for you. ____ a book of prose and poetry by yours truly.
