Books and Me

When I fell in love with books

fell madly, passionately in love,

you didn’t tell me that

I can’t live without books.

When you made the introductions

that I was committed

to the little kitchen set

in my toy trunk

that it was only

a matter of our

growing up.

Now that I blame you,

but it’s just that

bookcases don’t fit in kitchens

and

it’s a long walk to the library.

Besides,

who doesn’t know that

love and loyalty

can be tiring,

tearing,

when they are different.