But have you ever asked? Have you ever built up the courage to stand up from where you sit and shake your head whenever she talks on and on about her favourite book? The way her eyes slightly water and the way her hands clutch the book to her heart when she says she loves that book so much? Knowing that she doesn't open up too much and that you will never understand just why is she so drawn to the characters, she still reveals a tiny part of her to you. That must mean her heart is so full of love for that book that she can't hold it in. She has to tell you. She has to tell someone. Even if they're not listening. Of course they're not. They never notice her deep breaths when she saves the unshed tears for later when she'll be alone. But really. Have you ever asked? Have you ever even tried? You never even tried. You don't even know. And she'll never tell you. She'll know herself. Her heart knows why. So she'll hold every single word in there and tell herself later because she's the only one who gets it. She'll tell her all about the whys. And she'll listen even though she already knows. Because that's how much she understands. And that's how much the characters understand.
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