The Book

You aren't there...

If you glanced into the book of my life,

You could see pages torn out.

You could see promises,

With blank space following.

If you glanced into the book of my life,

You would see that you are missing from it.

But I left a few lines blank, a few lines in advance;

In case there is a sentence about you.

I’ve been looking for you within myself in vain.

I have told you everything within me.

I haven't seen you, you haven't come.

You didn't feel it; it didn't make you cry.

If you glanced into the book of my life

you could write on the margins

You could write a word at the end

if there are no more pages left.

... The way you were supposed to be.

(Unique)