His Soul is a Book

His soul was like a beautiful piece of writing

He opened up his heart to me, let me flip through the pages

Back and Forth

He let me linger on the good and bad

It made me cry, laugh, smile

It was after he opened up that I realized that I never wanted to read another book again

 

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