"Let the poems speak for themselves."
They say that a picture contains a thousand words. But for this collection, a picture with a poem reveals another reality.
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To that man who rose from books—
You are not the man I dreamt of but you became my reality.
At first, I thought love is just feeling a tight knot in your stomach, feeling the cold sweat in your forehead.
Or feeling your heart rapidly beating and suddenly stops. Love is not seeing that person you admire not all about seeking for the right one, too and isn't always happy—
But love, especially with you, is a combination of being real and surreal. Surreal as I really didn't thought your existence will make my dreams come true. Real because you're always here. I'm forever happy and grateful because I waited, you found me and we journeyed.
