When you fall in love with a writer
you never really die
because you become immortal in their words.
Maybe you are not the hero of their favorite story
but, if you look carefully,
you'll find yourself in the characters they love most.
They will put in the way see your eyes
or the little quirks only seen by those who want to look.
But you did not fall in love with me,
I fell for you.
I immortalized you in paper and ink
like no other before.
You consumed my characters
and I fell in love with them
and found joy in their joy
and pain in their sorrows.
But that means coming back to old stories is the worst.
I cannot read my memories without thinking of you.
I cannot love my characters
knowing you didn't fall for me
but now you're immortal.
On paper
and
in my heart.
YOU ARE READING
A Compilation of My Soul
عشوائيThe best way to describe this is just as the title says- a compilation of my soul. These are the short stories, the poems, the scenes never completed, the lessons I have discovered in me through the years. I believed it only right to share them with...
