She doesn't love in moderation. She doesn't think that love can be in moderation. She loves wholeheartedly. She loves unconditionally. When she loves, that is all she does. She doesn't feel in moderation. She feels, in a way that touches all her nerve endings and the tops of her fingers blees with the way she feels. Her eyes, filled to the brim, she feels. Her breathe, wary as it is, all with what she feels. She is always all in. In the paths that are rough, when the times are smooth, When all is good, when all is bad. She is all in. She loves. She feels. She stands with you in time that you wouldn't believe, In yourself, much less in others. She's always there. She loved. She felt. She stood by me in the times that I wouldn't. While I was busy being afraid. She loved. By: My Loving Daughter: Aayushee Chaturvedi