A note:

To all of you, beautiful souls, who have read this collection;

who appreciated and understood what lurked behind the lines;

to you, who have been with me in this wonderful journey:

No amount of words would be enough to express my appreciation. Know that I'll always, always, be thankful for the love and support you've given me and my poems.

Thus, my piece of soul in ink has spilled onto the very last page, and like all others, it must come to an end. A book closes, but the bottle of ink isn't spent; countless of blank pages still lay before it.

Thank you for being a part of Spilled Ink's journey. I hope this collection, in one way or another, has touched some other bottled inks, so they may yearn to be uncapped, too, and soon spill their wonders on blank sheets.

Express the unexpressed. Never stop dreaming. :)

P.S. I would like to thank the lovely for this beautiful cover she made for Spilled Ink. Thank you, dear! ♡