"Weeks went by where they never exchanged a single word. They knew it would be a challenge to keep their relationship strong, but they thought they could stay together despite their distance. School's the most important to me though; you still want to be with me, despite knowing that? she remembered asking him. He accepted, but he didn't realize how strong her resolve was. She went through every day as usual, on her own, going to work, school, and attending to extracurriculars. Then one day, she was talking with her girlfriend at an event. She realized there that she was being cruel. Immediately, she left the event, and began walking home. We need to talk, now. Those were the first words that came out of her mouth when she called him for the first time that month. She explained that it was wrong for them to have begun their relationship. She didn't even love herself, so there was no way she could be able to love another. She gave pure meaning to the saying It's not you, it's me. Yet he didn't understand. He grew angry, almost yelling at her through the phone, spouting how unfair it was for her to end it just like that. But no one knew her better than herself, even though she barely knew the surface of it all. If she didn't know herself well, how could anyone know her any better? She decided she needed to be alone, pushing herself away from him and everyone else. So now, she sits by her window every night, reflecting on her past, wondering if she's really made the right decisions. Right or wrong, the cars on the highway outside continue to drive by, never pausing for her. Her eyelids grew heavy, and so, she closed the curtains and put herself to bed, locking up her memories once more in the back of her mind."
