And smiles turn into laughs, laughs turn into kisses - and before you know it, the days turn into weeks, and weeks turn into months. And you'll find yourself forgetting what it was like before they were in your life.
And that was the thing about her, she kept on surviving. With bullet holes in her lungs, and knife marks itched in her back. She never let anything get in her way, resilient. S fighter, not by choice. But a warrior at heart.