Treasures (Poetry Book Number Two)

Just Passing By

Sometimes, I love reading books. Sometimes, I hate them.

I love them because I get to feel like I'm in a different world. Like I'm someone else.

I hate them because, once the last word of the book ends, I have no idea what to do, and all the emotions I got from reading the book just builds up inside me.

I just finished reading The Truth About Forever by Sarah Dessen like, 2 minutes ago, and right now I'm sitting on a chair, writing this and still thinking about the story.

I still have some tears on my eyes, but anyway, isn't it weird? That even though we feel pain and everything, we still read books?

I probably will read another one tomorrow, but I know that I won't forget about the this whole day.

So anyway, I just wanted to share that. You can now go back to your normal lives.

PS. Read the book. It's amazing.

Z.