A few months back,

I restlessly tried to find it,

and I did,

so since then I have been stalking your Goodreads account.

Not that I would ever have the courage to friend request you,

but like so,

I have been reading your reviews,

buying the books you loved,

you know, just to spark a conversation,

to make you look at me,

and think about

the girl who reads Dostoevsky,

and not those silly fantasy books

that you find

ever so ridiculous,

when I am gone.

Though I must confess,

that I do read those silly fantasy books when you're gone.

And, oh, how I love them!

But for you,

I have Far from the madding crowd,

waiting on my bedside table.