Faded & Falling Apart

My most treasured books are those who leapt off the dusty shelves to lodge within my heart. They are musty, crinkled, and torn with coffee stains and holy tears embedded in their pages. Bindings are broken and gently held together by layers of tape having turned yellow and brown throughout the years. Faded and falling apart, they are worthless to those who seek a pretty penny, but they are everything to me.