A book in which I am a forgotten chapter

You are an epic book novel

and I am going to read you cover to cover,
I'll get paper cuts; your pages with smear with my blood.

The binding will break apart. I'll leave you in the rain;
and dry you on my window seal in the warm spring sun.

Some pages I'll skip some I'll come back to twice.

you'll grow old and fall apart, and I'll laugh as my hands
fail to open your pages.

I know this is a failed message because I'll never be in your book,
but I will always read.