The crispness of the page beneath my fingertips,
Yellowing edges and bent corners,
Every word a missing puzzle piece,
Unraveling the mystery- unread... untouched.
The abyss of my unending pain melting away,
Eyes moving across in a practiced motion,
Craving each sentence... each dialogue.
My life becomes theirs,
Their existences etched in my heart,
Telling each story as if I lived them.
For a moment, my life is whole,
For a moment, I forget.
Until reality crashes like a thousand tidal waves,
Ripping me away into the violent current.