i'm just a bookmark, on standby
while you're waiting for her.
hard to say will she skim,
or read you through forever?
I long to explore the book she
once discovered
but she left you mid-page,
left your ink to slowly fade
read you for fun,
never understood your meaning.
left you waiting too long.
and when she's gone,
I still hold you in a time,
if you don't mind.
just for while, try to forget her eyes.
we'll meet sometimes,
somewhere between the lines.
if you want turn your page,
I'll be bookmarked where the chapter ends
when she keeps read you through and through,
that's when l'll say goodbye to you.