Leaving a tragic in the past is always the mixture for disaster. But for now that is what we are force to do is leave it in the past and travel away from it far away till it ends up creepy upon are shadows.

We camped by a swamp for the night. The frogs the crickets came out to chirp away the loneliness that the world forced us on, Susan and i never really spoked we were both lost in the moment in are minds were trying to understand this mess but as it is its one big fucking mistake.

“I use to love the night. Walking upon the streets and being able to run away from the normal day hassle in life. But now it just makes me relies how lonely it has all gotten so fast.” Susan said.

“It cant stay this way for long. People will one day reunite and rebuild what was destroyed.”

Deep down inside of me i didn’t want to see the world being rebuilt and have to relive the same mistake that we once made.
But what is are destiny is what we must live with and carry it to are graves and never hold a grunge upon it.