I was lost in the library
with shelves of books
caving in on me
I wouldn't leave until
I'd found the right one
that would keep me safe,
bring me clarity,
& take me home.

Instead, I found you -
lost in in your own world,
turning the pages as if
you only had minutes to live,
Your hands tender & senseless.
Your eyes teary & wide.
It was then when I knew
that you were the book
that I would have given anything to keep.