Dear bookworm...
Books are drugs to me. And so are you. Dear bookworm, Whenever, wherever you are I hope you read this. I'd forgotten how we met in the first place. Oh, that was when I borrowed your book for the first time. Knowing someone is a bookworm is quite endearing to me. Finding a bookworm pal is like discovering a hidden gem. Especially when it comes to someone like you. You were sent by the cosmos to heal my broken heart, and we met at the proper time. When I was drowning in grief and had suffered a heartbreak, you brightened my days. You had no idea what was going on, but you did some amazing things. Even if we lose communication in the future, I will remember who you are. Thank you once again for everything. You're fantastic. Yours sincerely, Imelda This unsent letter is written and dedicated for a bibliophile I met a long time ago.