Pages

Love will fold your pages

And mark you up;

Highlighting its favorite parts

And writing little messages

Where it knows you'll find them.

It will also forget about you.

You will spend days,

Maybe weeks,

Maybe years

On the shelf,

Anxiously waiting to be picked up.

Why won't love pick you up?

It said you were its favorite.

Favorites change. 

Maybe it isn't in the mood 

For you anymore.

But favorites change.

And it will favor you again.