When a Book Likes You

When a Book Likes You It finds you in the quiet corners of life, A tender embrace amidst the strife. Not you seeking pages, but they seeking you, A story waiting for a heart it knew. Its spine bends to meet your touch, Each word whispers, “You matter so much.” The ink feels alive, the pages breathe, As if the book hides secrets you need. It knows your cracks, your silent fears, Wipes your doubts, collects your tears. With every chapter, it rebuilds your core, Showing you a world you didn’t see before. The book doesn't judge, it just unfolds, Truths unspoken, stories untold. In its lines, you find your name, A reflection of your joy, your pain, your flame. And when it ends, it doesn't truly part, It lingers softly within your heart. For a book that likes you never leaves, It plants its soul where your spirit breathes. So cherish the ones that choose your way, For they are the lights on the darkest days.