What if I was to tell you right now, that this book is about “Longdistanceyoungloveseperation. ” Would you put it back on the shelf? Or would you keep reading on to the next sentence?Now, since you're still reading this, I want to ask, what do you think young love is?Is it a stupid mistake that we make as teens? Or is it something more meaningful?Is it something you’d turn your back on, or is it an emotion you'd kill to feel again?I always thought that experiencing young love wasn’t special.

I was wrong. I realized that not everyone gets the exposure of rainbow colors and skylights.

Not everyone gets a chance to run through a field filled with sunflowers whilefeeling the raw emotion of “love is in the air”. I realized how fulfilling and prosperous it is to know what young love feels like, even though it might not have felt the same for everyone.

And this is how it felt for me. It felt like it was going to end but it never did.

Sort of like a movie, you paused on a Friday night so you can get more snacks from the kitchen. However as soon as you enter the kitchen you see a pile of dirty dishes, and you know that once the movie ends you will be too sleepy to wash them afterward.

Therefore, you decide to wash the dishes at that moment. As soon as you are about to go back to un-pause your movie, you realize that you forgot to bring the snacks that you went to the kitchen for, and also that by now you should be asleep.

For that reason, you decide to continue the movie some other day, but when you make that decision, you are not aware of the hectic weeks that are to come, which would make it almost impossible to do so. The paused movie represented my love life.

The snacks represented my priority. The dirty dishes represented milestones that kept pulling us away from each other, and our priorities.

While the hectic weeks are what represents our separation. Regardless of how much affection I felt towards my special person, sometimes I would feel pleased about this separation, believing it was for our own good.

Other times I would feel hopeless, believing that I have lost them forever, and some days I wouldn’t care about the fact that I have lost them or not. I would just be grateful for what we had, even though it only lasted for a while.

As you can tell, I had mixed feelings about this connection. Therefore, I have created an “emotion punch” (this book).

Where you’ll find three-quarters of gratitude, half a cup of hope, a pinch of regret, and a whole lot of love. This book tells a story.

A story that isn't easy to understand by many, but only by those who know how difficult it is to love from a distance. .