If you were a book I'd open you up and read you cover to cover.
Taking my sweet time to reread you're hopes, your dreams, and your fears.
I'd read your past quickly, keeping in mind you aren't the same person.
I'd always have you in my hand.
I'd mark my favorite pages and highlight  my favorite lines.
I'd selfishly keep you hidden, so no one else could fall for you like I would.