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Abibliophobia

Abibliophobia - The fear of running out of reading material.
"This distance made me realize, that someday you'll just leave. And, I will be sitting in the corner under the reading lamp. Going through all those artificial words, while I have always loved studying your eyes."

Poetry Maker

I stay all alone through the night. Trying to sleep, changing my sides. Those words of whom I love, keeps me abide. Lets me into scenarios and places. Where nor this body, or these thoughts have visited. There is only this blurry image of the lovers I held in my eyes. Always trying to live into their lies.
Sometimes I feel like a broken vase. Going through all the fake promises and faiths. All I know now is, that I've never loved enough. Because I've never understood what was it like, to pour everything you have on this lonely paper. And, how it feels to be erased by the solitary poetry maker.

The Paperback

The Paperback
A thin paperback novel. Ah, I was not interested in. Started turning pages. Chapters after chapters. I thought of keeping it aside. But oh, I couldn't resist. I was addicted to the smell of those pages. So crisp were those edges. Slipping and falling at every comma. Sprinting, dodging every exclamations. When at your end I felt so lonely. Like an abandoned place, no one wishing to visit. Still I explored new places, new stars and some constellations unknown.
"The end."
There was a tear running down my cheeks. Wiping it smiling with my lips trembling weak.

I didn't want that book to end. So I decided to write it myself, hugging it under the cage of my chest.
"A Promise." _______________________________________________________________
The title is "You"