Most of the time, love is so underrated. Love is in the little things, nothing loud, but in the intimacy when the world is not watching, it indeed is simple and coloured by the sweetest thoughts that makes the other person feel they matter. It does not shout across canopies or parade itself in the sunlight, instead, lingers in shadows, moves between fingertips, rests in the hush between words. It is the glance that says I know you, the silence that says I’m still here. This book isn't just ink on paper but it's a reflection of you and me, a phase in all of our lives that urges us to live. Each page is a petal pressed between memory and meaning. If you’ve ever felt too much, or not enough,