Another chapter
and so yet another chapter has come to an end,in this book of love,
will another chapter start?
or is this the end of this book?
is the book to finish?
or just sit and collect dust,
on a table,
next to the pencil,
that used to write in it,
infront of the chair,
that i used to sit in,
while working day and night to finish,
this great romance,
while it is a book of love,
it is also of tragedy,
for many a girls have come into this plot,
and many have left,
some for other men,
some for whats best for me,
but all the same,
the chapter has ended,
so will antoehr start?
will this charecter's true love enter the story?
or shall it sit where it is,
to only be looked on by the eyes of the writer,
to hold the tear stains,
that have become embeded in the paper,
the words are written on,
for this is not jsut a story,
not jsut a book,
this is a true love story,
and i am the writer,
the lover,
and the charecter.
sincerely,
will my new chapter come? or does this love book not have a happy ending?
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