It’s been almost a year since I read this book, but I’ve been wanting to write a review on it ever since. I know that Bosie is considered to be the devil who ruined Oscar’s life, and since this book contains only one letter written by him, it is very hard to know what kind of a man Bosie really was and how exactly he felt. I’m not a fan of toxic relationships, and I’m sure a lot of people see Oscar and Bosie’s relationship as such. But Oscar was a poet, a writer, a genius. Any artistic soul needs inspiration to create masterpieces. And if Bosie was Oscar’s muse, then who are we to judge? Who can really tell what was going on between them, or why Bosie acted this way or that way? Only they knew the truth, only Wilde himself could judge whether that relationship was worth going through everything he went through. Judging by this book, it seems like he found it worthy. What beautiful, heartfelt letters he wrote to Bosie! It’s evident that Wilde was soaring high even thinking about his “boy”. It’s touching, it’s poetic, it’s very sincere. I encourage everyone interested in his life to buy this book, because nobody can tell his story better than he himself.