Literature
Books
I wish you were a book,
so I could flip through your pages,
and underline my favorite things about you.
Fold your pages' corners and tell my friends how wonderful you are.
I would save you in a bookshelf next to my bed,
where I come to escape reality and dream of things that make me happy.
I would read you again and again, as if you were the only book I got,
and I would take you everywhere with me, because you would make me happy
with the way you choose your words and how sweetly you let them flow through paper.