My favourite book.

The end of a new, my favourite chapter isn’t much more without you, i liked reading about what you put me threw the next chapter I couldn’t get threw, if I couldn’t read about you why buy a book at such a high price? I’ll just re read old pages i say but thats not how books work you say I can’t read that way, sadly your right you read left to right i know that now, ill re write the book i say but apparently theirs penalties to pay you say, copyright, i smile i laugh for a while  but your right you cant re write books that’s copyright so I’ll re read my favourite pages the one your names always in I’ll skip the ones where your name ran thin, ill live in the past the presents not for me, if you ever saw me reading you’d say how lonely could you possibly be.