Her heart was an open
book with beautiful
pages and detailed
lettering.
She wanted people
to read her story
in hopes that it would
make them write their own.
Instead,
every person who came
across the pages of her heart
ripped out their favourite
story and took it with them.
They folded back pages
and bent up the corners.
They signed their name
with sloppy writing and with
a simple 'goodbye'.
This book is now tucked
away in the darkest
parts of her,
because no one wants
to read a tragic story
with a bad ending.
-k.b.g
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