Dear Diary, today will be different. Today I will smile. It will be genuine. Because today is the day that I get to live again. This life will be good and beautiful. But not without heartbreak. In death comes peace. But pain is the cost of living. Like love, it’s how we know we’re alive. And life goes on.
“We’ve all made terrible mistakes in our
life, done things that no apology can heal, but you just have to keep
going trying to find some new happiness no matter how much you’ve
lost. The strange thing is, losing those people is what brought us
together, it’s how we found each other, it’s what made us family.”
I just love the parallels in between these two. The colours in the first are cold, and sad, whereas they are now warm and happy. She went from fearing the mysteriousness bird to finding joy in knowing what it meant. He went from hiding from her, to standing in front of her. She went from leaving alone, to leaving hand in hand with him.