Bassanio Gratiano

danooosaur:

I feel like I owe you so much, since you’re like the lover I never had.  You’re kept around waiting for me until a random craving for literature comes to.  Then, you open yourself up to me and give me hours of entertainment while I venture through whatever vast imaginations I’ve developed over these years.  I know, I get so busy sometimes with work and school and you must feel used since the only time you get my attention is when I need you. 

I hope you know you’re more than that. 

      You’re something to come home to.  On these cold and rainy winter nights you’ve been such good company, as you always have been.  I love how you can turn anything into a fantastic bedtime story during the early hours of the morning, lulling me to sleep while fueling the fire of my wild dreams.

I’ll find someone like you, dearest book of mine. But for tonight, and for many more nights like these, you’ll continue to be the lover I never had. Thank you.

With much love,
Dan

This is the most beautiful thing I’ve read all week.