au revoir.

She packed her bags and said goodbye to the grey room. There's been so many memories this year. Embarrassment, fun and even the darker days.

The nights she sat and cried until she had no more tears left. The evenings she spent with friends, drinking and laughing and feeling so glad to be alive. The afternoons spent bored, hunched over sketch pads and keyboards. The mornings spent huddled under the sheets, forgetting who and where she was.

The lonely times where she couldn't remember what time it was.

She's packed her bags and is ready to go. Ready to leave this place for another and start again for a new year. This room was her everything, her life, her home.

And there'll soon be no trace of her ever being here, except the wine stains on the carpet.