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I sit down and smile at the thought. I allow my pulse to quicken, my lips to curl in a grin-like manner and a soft laugh to fill the room I am in. For a second the usually freezing room doesn't feel as cold and all my thoughts seem to be erased from my mind but one. I'm happy.

Why?

Because I remember her. Out of all the people, moments and places I have forgotten and could have remembered, it was her.

A memory is something that can't be taken away from you by anyone and it travels along with you wherever you are. And I'm so very glad that my memory of her is mine to keep.