Use Your Words

Those books you've read in your youth
 Like holidays at home
 Continue to remind you of who you were
 And who you are
 Some pages bent
 The spines are creased and worn
 All signs of being adored and those words
 And how it meant more to you
 Than who they were written for
 Those blankets in your bed
 So tattered and sad
 They've seen enough sleepless nights
 Both good and bad
 To a short story
 (Use your words)
 Or a few love songs
 Or ain't it about time you've moved on?
 Those books that you've read
 That you'll read again
 (After enough time passes)
 You'll remember some names
 But not how they end
 (After enough time passes)
 And your heart will break all over again
 (After enough time passes)
 And so on and so forth