I talked about Melanie for the first time in... well, I don't remember the last time. I suppose I shouldn't say I talked about her, but what happened to her. I suppose I talk about her all the time. But it was so strange to describe the... event... to someone, all over again. By the end of it, I was shaking as if it'd happened just yesterday.

Some feelings simply don't fade. It's a shame that it's the bad ones that are easier to hold onto.

I'm feeling her slip further and further away, even still.