She wished all her memories were of the good times but the bad times kept coming back to haunt her.
There were happy days, when she would walk around in a daydream with nothing but a smile on her face, catching herself giggling as she walked down the street when a joke of theirs would suddenly pop into her head. Then she would fall into days of deep dark depression; then finally build up the strength to be positive and to snap out of it for few days.
It was a tiring process and most of the time she couldn't be bothered battling with her mind.
Friends and family came and went; sometimes helping her with the tears, other time making her laugh . But even in her laughter there was something missing.
It was time to stop hiding in the dark and to hold your head up high and come face to face with the truth.
'You don't have to put on a brave face all the time, you know'
Whatever lay ahead, she knew she would open her heart and follow where it led.
In the meantime, she would just live.
'P.S. I Love You' by Cecelia Ahern

