i watched her lips part and smile form i heard her laugh start and heart warm her heart was sore and her jeans were ripped her mouth sipped coffee from the mug she gripped
the pages from her book were bent, they were stained where the coffee dripped the pages from her book smelled like home they reminded her of him
i watched her lips part as her feeble voice shook tears filled her sorry eyes as she put away her book
she told me that she saw her life as a page in a book she didn't intend to write