In the language of the heart, words sometimes spill over with unspoken longing. Two souls among a million finding each other in a fleeting glance. Who says my penned words go unheard? Whenever I write, they find their way into someone’s memory.I know it’s long overdue to share this chapter, and for that, I offer my sincerest apology. The love you have shown me has never been forgotten. There were moments when the pen simply slipped from my hand and my emotions lay shattered—yet now, in the vibrant tapestry of recollections, I am ready once again to paint my feelings