I love...

I love a book that has been beat up.

I love a book with dog-eared pages, marking favorite spots.

I love a rumpled cover, perhaps with a coffee stain.

I love a soft spine, acquired from lying open more than it has been shut tight.

I love pages that are marked and wrinkled with water spots, which say, "I loved this part of the book so much that I couldn't stop reading long enough to come in from the rain."

I love highlights, underlining, and notes in the margin.

I love all the little mishaps that say:

This book is so loved.