A poetic journey through unspoken love, imagined realities, and the beautiful ache of one-sided devotion.

Some stories are not written — they are felt, carried in silence, lived in daydreams, and buried in unsent messages.
Even Her Lies Felt Like Love is one such story.

Inspired by the true diary entries of Raghu, a boy who loved quietly and endlessly, this book traces the emotional journey of someone who gave his heart away without ever speaking the words aloud. It’s a tale of love that bloomed in the shadows, watered by hope and overthinking, and lived more in the mind than in the world.

This is not a conventional love story. There are no grand confessions, no shared sunsets, no perfect endings.
Instead, it’s about the love that remains unspoken — the kind that turns every memory into a myth, every silence into a symphony.

Raghu’s words aren’t just lines on a page; they are echoes of every heartbeat that skipped in her presence. He writes about the conversations that never happened, the glances that meant everything, and the dreams that felt more vivid than reality. His diary is a world built entirely out of emotion — fragile, hopeful, and heartbreakingly beautiful.

In this book, you will walk through:

The sweetness of first attraction, where her eyes felt like poetry.

The warm delusion of imagined love, where silence became intimacy.

The quiet devastation of being unseen, even while feeling everything.

The haunting realization of loving someone who never truly existed — at least, not in the way he imagined.

This book was not written to romanticize heartbreak, but to understand it — to show how love can live and die within one person’s heart, completely and fully. It speaks for those who have built sanctuaries in their own minds, who have held onto maybe’s and what-ifs like they were memories.

“This is how love manifests in an overthinker —
not through declarations, but through dreams.
Not through presence, but through possibility.”

Even Her Lies Felt Like Love is for:

The ones who loved silently but fiercely.

The ones who found more comfort in a fantasy than in reality.

The ones who turned pain into poetry and absence into art.

If you've ever fallen for someone who didn’t see you the way you saw them...
If you've ever held onto hope just a little too long...
If you've ever blurred the lines between memory and imagination...
This book was written for you.

Let Raghu’s journey become yours — a mirror of your silent feelings, your secret longings, your beautiful illusions.