In The Books
Sometimes we all wish for a love
We’ll never own.
Only disappointed by the presented
love others show.
So if by chance we have a look,
Maybe love isn’t just in books.
And that love isn’t between the
pages or printed lines,
But in the binding.
Where the purest love shines,
Because in the binding of a book
You’ll find,
Your love story isn’t written for you.
