Imagine standing in front of your piles and piles and piles of
books and asking the one that will shake you to your core to step
forward and declare itself so you can be changed forever. Amazingly
enough, it does. And it's not what you asked for, it's everything. It's
words filling the fibers of your heart, flowing through your veins,
echoing in your ears and throbbing at your temples. Both an euphoria and
a headache.
Dead ends you can't walk through and mountains you easily climb. Characters living in your head and haunting your soul. Words coming back to you while you try to sleep and scenes playing before your eyes as you try to have a conversation with a friend.
Stalling you and pushing you forward. Making you stop breathing just so you appreciate your next breath. Clinging to the hem of your dress as you try to move on and daring you to read other books just to see you running back to its pages.
Dead ends you can't walk through and mountains you easily climb. Characters living in your head and haunting your soul. Words coming back to you while you try to sleep and scenes playing before your eyes as you try to have a conversation with a friend.
Stalling you and pushing you forward. Making you stop breathing just so you appreciate your next breath. Clinging to the hem of your dress as you try to move on and daring you to read other books just to see you running back to its pages.
