Love is silent, yet it speaks. It's motionless yet it moves. It's senseless, yet you can sense it. It's odorless yet it has a fragrance. Love is mysterious, with a touch of brilliance. It's complicated but ever so irresistible. Love is the only reason you picked up this book; in hope for answers, in hope of some type of relief from this madness called love. It's one thing to try to tackle love, but to try to tackle YOUNG LOVE is another whole story.