Live
I have lived many lives in thousands of pages. I have seen many days and many nights; I have been so many different people for the books I've read took me places. When the going gets tough and nothing seems to fall into place, I grab a book, tuck myself in, and I read to escape. I let the book pull me in and every time, I am someone else. In this worldI can be adored, believed in; I can be happy. I can experience pain that's unimaginable, my life can be in shambles; I can be at my worst. I'm in awe with how the books we read help us see the world in different perspectives, from different vantage points. It's as if we get a new pair of eyes for every book we pick up. Expect these new eyes to cry in joy, or frustration, and pain; but embrace these feelings because tonight you are anyone but yourself. You are poetry; you are everyone you're yearning to be all at once, you are living a life outside of your own and that's so beautiful.
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Published on November 18, 2015 01:00