The Book of Overlove is not a tale of healing. It's the echo of every "I'm okay" whispered through silent tears, every night jahan neend nahi thi, sirf overthinking thi, where silence screamed louder than words. I'll take you through the trenches of love that gave too much, stayed too long, and broke too quietly, without ever asking for anything in return. This is for the ones who loved harder than they should have, the ones who mistook pain as proof of loyalty, and for those dils still waiting for a closure they know deep down may never come. It's for the ones who smiled while they were crumbling, who forgave without apologies, and who kept showing up even when they had nothing left to give. In pages soaked with vulnerability and verses born from abandonment, this book doesn't promise Light, but it will sit with you in the darkness. Not to show you a way out, but to make sure you don't feel alone in the ache. "Overlove doesn't break you in a moment. It breaks you... in small doses. And nobody even notices." Let this be your mirror, your confession, your quiet scream - and maybe, shayad, the most honest part of your story.