A girl sat down at her desk , pen in hand and began to write . She writes every day about how she is doing , what she did in the whole day and how much had changed in the past three years . She moved to different country , started a new job , and made new friends . But through it all , there was one constant : her love for the same person . 

As she wrote she realised that her love had grown and evolved over the years despite being what had happened between them . It was no longer the same love she had felt three years ago . It was deeper , stronger and more mature . She had learned to love not just good parts of the person but also their flaws and imperfections .