limbo.

The End

My god was it a journey writing this story. I didn't really want it to end. I wanted to keep going. To keep on creating memories. But I knew that it had to end. Somehow I had to make the train stop. I did. It was harder for me then it was for anyone else. I had to search for myself. I eventually did. I came to terms with myself. And I learned that I have close friends who I can be with. Who will help me. Who will let me help them. I realized that sometimes fate exists. And it could be great. Or terrible. So I wanted to write it. Complete something. I did. The light represented something. Realization. It was out of his reach for so long. But in the end he wanted to see more. The little things. The things that were fun. Or that were not. Which is why I say this. Life is crazy and if you can't realize that, then you won't find out who you really are

~Quer