I'm the last few pages of your favorite book
that you leave sitting on your shelf.
I'm the last few drops of coffee
sitting at the bottom of your favorite mug.
You can't find the time to finish me,
but you still can't let me go.
YOU ARE READING
This Book is Probably About You.
PuisiHis eyes are the perfect poem, i'll spend forever trying to write. On an endless search for adjectives, to capture them just right. I could try to write their meaning, but I think you'd fail to understand. 'Cause nothing quite that beautiful could b...
