Ransoms and Ramblings

Before

It used to be that I didn't know about such things.
Carefree, unaware, unbothered by life flowing around me.
Time came and went. I met people who helped me grow out of childlike innocence, in a good way. Their names are still here.
So is yours.

Before yesterday, I couldn't imagine such a thing. How could I?
I only knew the fragments of retellings the world passed by me, irrelevant small things I never spent the time to read. What purpose would they serve me?

I entered the world again yesterday to tell another's story, but I saw something about you.

I remembered you had written a piece not long ago

and there I raced

fearful, silent

and saw you gone.

you'll be remembered, Aiden.
—ruby