you are the chapter
I always return to
the page folded down
soft at the corner
worn from all the times
I needed to feel you again

in the book of my life
you are the part that breathes
where the words slow down
and the world feels
like it might be enough

the ink of you lingers
not bold or loud
just steady and true

I could turn a thousand pages
wander through whole volumes
but still
I keep your place marked

because even if the story continues
even if the plot twists
you are the chapter
that taught me
how to feel the words