Through my eyes

Sun, 21 May 2023 14:46:50 +0000

I have never learnt to shine. Rather dust accumulates on my covers showing the lack of attention I have recieved throughout. My pages have turned brown, because even though I've not yet been read, my heart has grown old. Oh how I wish someone would flip my pages, and savour the moment. If only someone could hold contact and love me as their favourite book. I wish if someone could look at the world, through my eyes!