19th September, 2016
I heard "Its Been a Long Day" playing on the overhead radio during my shift at the cafe, and had to go back to the tiny staff room to cry.
I don't really know where I'm headed, both emotionally and physically. I don't know what I want to do, or what I will do. All I know is that I feel better than I did almost a year ago. Its not much progress, but I know that, with time, I'll be able to listen to sad songs without bursting into tears, and if I see things that reminds me of you, I'll smile in fondness and remembrance, not grief.
But its been a long day Summer, so I'll tell you all about it when I see you again.
With love,
June
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Remembering Summer [COMPLETED]
Short StoryI don't know what to do without you Summer. You were the better half of me, and now that you're gone, I'm so lost. I miss you Summer. I wish you're here everyday so bad it hurts. -June, in which she tries to write an entry a month to help her move...