A Library

[krowface]

foolish me.

laying on this carpet.

feeling the nap against my neck.

i'm watching this ceiling fan spin.

and i'm thinking to myself... is this how it has to be?

am i not worth your time? am i not worth your space?

goddamnit i'm spilling my soul against your pages.

you're going to write a wonderful book about how i touched you.

and in this next chapter i'm going to fall apart.

and in the end i'm going to be a stupid appendix.

i'm a footnote in the pages of your life.

and one day i'm going to apologize.

and one day i'm going to be a chapter.

a broken spine. this book will be ruined, and my name will be on the cover.

"and one day i'll be a library" you scream.

a hundred books you will never want to read.

it's time, my love, let's burn some books.

it's time to destroy the past we have.

it's time to spill our blood against these pages.

let my heart bleed on these chapters. and let my life die against this saga.

i'm creased. i'm stained. i'm dog-eared.

is it the story, the theme, or the author?

judge a book by it's cover, i fucking dare you.