Eight months and she still hadn’t forgotten. Hadn’t forgotten the feeling of not being alone for once, the feeling of having someone understand her, the feeling of love. Eight months and she still hadn’t forgotten him. She could never forget him, not even after everything he had put her through. He had moved on long ago, left her to the demons he had once helped her overcome, but she could never abandon him.

 Now, she was alone once more, alone with only the monsters inside of her, the ones she knew would never leave her.

 She sat curled up on her bed, trying to push back the tears, but any strength she had once held had faded away eight months ago. With every day away from him, she had allowed the wave of sadness to overcome her a little more, until finally, she was drowning in its waters. This would be the day she let it sweep her away. A silver blade swept across her wrists and she waited for all of her pain to disappear once and for all.