
when you run your fingers along the first few pages of a new book,
where the protagonist is still a perfect stranger,
and their name is just a core unrelated memory,
suddenly you dive in…
all rights reserved, dedication page, prologue,
…chapter one,
then you find yourself skipping to the middle pages,
it feels like you are getting a little bit ahead of yourself,
back to chapter one,
when you are still geeking from excitement,
you’ve found a comfort book,
congratulations,
it all seemingly goes downhill from there…
Nessa 🖤
