Chapter 8 : I Don't Need You

So, this time, it really is goodbye....

...I'm fine.

It hurts a lot, but I'm fine.

I'll be okay.

I don't need Winter.

I'll get by on my own.

Somehow.

I started spending my days in a daze, deep in thought, over-analyzing things that held simple meanings. Sometimes, I couldn't even sleep. It was too dark, too quiet and my mind would often roam into thoughts that I didn't want to meet.

I was a mess.


"Hey, Summer, why don't we go out this Saturday?"

"Yeah, okay..."


That's when I realized what wonderful friends I had. My other friends. They brought me out, and made sure I was still alive. Sure, they weren't anything like her. They could never be anything like her. But they were there and I was saved, from myself.

And then, eventually, I think I started to let go. It was a slow, energy-draining process, but I felt like I was getting somewhere. I started to smile again, and the smiles turned into small giggles and then at last, I found back my laughter; something that I thought that I had lost forever.

I was finally happy again.

Did that mean that I started to forget..?

... I doubt it.

I might not need you,
I might have given up,
but I'll keep your memories vague.