'At that point when you know love exists, but you find it hard to tell of who it consists. It's usually painful because you find out when it's already late, and you might not have much of it to taste; that's when you'll be filled with regrets.' ~Avalon. In a world where true love feels almost extinct, this poem by my friend echoes the pain of recognizing love too late. Born from his regret of unspoken feelings that faded, it’s an urge to young hearts: be brave, seize the moment, and let love flourish before it becomes a bittersweet memory. Happy New Month beautiful people.🤩❤️