3 L


Do you remember falling in
love with your favorite book?
you were lost and found in that
book. your heart poured itself,
through tears and laughter, onto
the pages and melted into the
words of your favorite book.
do you remember the sorrow
you felt when it ended? 
like you could never love again
or regain the parts of you that
stained the pages of that book.
eventually, you found a new title;
one to help mend your broken
heart. you still love that favorite
book the most. you always will.
but you learn that the heart runs
a little deeper, and always has a
little more of itself that's willing
to melt into new pages of new
books and new loves.
that's what I want:
a new, healing
kind of love.

I seek a literal literary love.