26/01/2026
Before one of us falls in love and the other softly says,
“I’m so happy for you,”
I want us to remember.
This book may end when we meet boyfriends,
but our era doesn’t disappear.
We were an era.
Friendship as our first home.
Late-night talks, almost texts, brave hopes.
A little journal to hold everything that came before love. 💗 Save this era with us.