Random Thoughts🌙

Books and words

  As she kept reading, her eyes skimming over the words. She couldn't stop her tears from falling as the words played in her head. A scenario playing in her head making her feel just as broken as how her characters were. The book played its own scene, seemingly similar to her own. As she tried to scroll down the screen, her tears rolled down her cheek, her vision blurry. Glancing at herself in the mirror she couldn't help but shake her head at her own childishness. Crying cause of a few words? Ridiculous really. She tried to convince herself, how what she was doing was stupid and childish. Discouraging herself and chiding herself as though she were a child caught with his hand in the cookie jar. Her fingers slipped on the screen and she looked down realising her tears had fallen on the screen, making it wet. Unable to hold back her laugh she wiped the screen and continued reading, letting the words break her and heal her. Oh the power of books, of words, of emotions. Annoying sometimes really.