My favourite time of the year? Has gotta be the time of a heart-break…

It is that time of year when it suddenly becomes legit to mope around the house, half-awake, but never really asleep; and put some bright red lipstick on just for the sake of making loads of selfies.

It is that time of year when you can finally sulk as much as you want, and endlessly sink in self-pity … And be reminded of all the love this world still has in store for you – the love you have blindly dismissed while being infatuated by the object of your fascination.

It is that time of year when you can sit and watch the world go by without feeling bad about having to miss out on anything – because there really isn’t much to miss, but the person you are hopelessly missing.

It is that time of year when you can pack your bag and go to God knows where, because there is no better place to find yourself than somewhere you can lose it.

It is that time of year when nothing else will warm your heart as much as that unexpected ray of sunlight…

So, to all of those who say that going through a heart-break is hard, rest assured – it is only a much deserved holiday. Because if you finally got through to that time of year – the really hard part of trying to make a relationship work is finally over.