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....
But instead, every person who came across the pages of her heart, her open book, ripped out their favourite story and took it with them.
They folded up pages and bent up corners. They signed their names with nothing more than a simple 'goddbye'.
This book is now tucked away in the deepest parts of her, because no one wants to read a tragic story with a bad ending....
