Of What Was Love is not just a book; it is a memory wrapped in words Each poem here is a fragment of something once felt deeply, a bridge between my heart and my mind, between the echoes of a love that was, and the silence that followed. It is my attempt to hold on to what time tries to steal away If you find pieces of your own story within these pages, know that this was always meant to be not just about my memories, but about yours too. "Of What Was Love" is not just about love lost - it's about love lived.