You look beautiful today, has anyone told you that today? I highly doubt it because your boyfriend is no good, and I am the only one who will listen. You can't hear me or understand that this was all about you from beginning to end. I remember the day we first met, in a bookstore. You picked me out of all the others and that is something I will never forget as if it was etched into my mind for eternity. I watched as your boyfriend hit you and I wished I could reach out and just comfort you, let you know I could make everything better, but you never listen. You stopped paying attention to me when you started dating him, my story never usually changes, but with your help I can change because I love you. But for now, I will sit in this place and wish I could help.
Eventually you got your shit together and kicked the hateful man out of your life, and picked me up again. Tears fell onto me and I felt the warmth from your fingertips. I comforted you with my words, but you would never understand the true meaning behind my words. I may just be some just some book like your others, but you make me feel special. I longed to shout at you, to let you know I wasn't just some fictional character, but real indeed you just had to believe in me.
I watched you throughout the years; tear after tear as every relationship never worked out for you in the end. You picked me up again after five years and I still listened as you stared at my pages with tears dripping onto me. Something was different with you, I could tell. You didn't want to deal with life problems anymore; by the way you read my words I could just tell. And I wish I had arms or a mouth to tell you I love you. To reach out and feel your hair between my fingertips, but yet I will lay still unable to move, only watch you suffer.
A week later I still lay in the same spot you left me from last time, you hardly get out of bed anymore, but today you forced yourself. You didn't seem happy and it made me sad. When you suffer, I suffer. You didn't make breakfast; you opened the curtains though to see the dark clouds looming over the house. I noticed you glanced at me, and you hurled me across your room. It shook me up and made me angry because I couldn't understand what was wrong with you because I don't know how human emotions work. But I cried, and you cried as well while picking me up and cradling me in your arms. You whispered your apologies, and I forgave you because I love you so much. You whispered something to me, and left the room. I heard something…and you never came back again. But strangers came into the house eventually, I didn't know how time worked but I knew you had been gone for a long time. One of the strangers picked me up gently with her small hands in the gentlest way as possible. She told me she would cherish me for life and held me tightly against her chest. Before I knew it, she was taking me to her home and I was happy, but also sad because I missed you so much.