I decided to go for a walk today & read a book in the park, I needed some fresh air so I thought why not.
The book was called “The places I’ve cried in public” by Holly Bourne, It’s about a girl named Amelie who loved this guy named Reese. She thought he loved her, but soon she realises that he was too toxic for her. So, she starts retracing their story & untangling what happened by revisiting all the places he made her cry. Because she has this idea that if she is able to work out what went wrong, perhaps she can finally learn to get over him.
Overall it’s a good read, 10/10.
Whilst I was reading, it dawned on me that I had a lot of memories in this park; I laughed, I cried, fell in love & got my heartbroken.
However, no matter how good or bad the memories may be, I still loved being there. It was my safe haven. The place where I could sit on a bench to clear my thoughts or just to feel the wind breezing through my hair while I look out onto the lake to have some peace of mind.
Nothing could ever replace that feeling. Nothing.