Fragility

Can a simple diary describe the love and affection from one person towards another?

Does "forever" mean always, or is it just a word?

Can just some years of lifetime told in a notebook make people understand what real love is?

A person can change somebody's complete reality, just with a simple smile.

But time slips away effortlessly, reminding us of its fragility with each passing moment.

"In the dance of years, our friendship waltzed into love, and every step feels like home. You are my home."