To The End of Forever

I remember it very clearly, like it was yesterday. I'd gone to the skate-park like I usually do-did like I usually did. And then I got a text message from my phone. I ignored it, thinking it was just more spam from my group chats. How naive I was. To think that if I had checked to see what the message was on my phone then, maybe all of this would have been different. I'd be at the safe house with my family. That's how it should have gone, that's how it should be. And yet here I stand, alone as I have been for the past month, looking around at all the same old places I used to hang out, It almost feels like nothing has changed, and yet at the same time, everything has changed. I looked down at my phone now, it had long since run out of battery, but I kept it with me. I'm not sure why, maybe I kept it as a token to remember the past, or too show me what could have been if I looked down at that text message. That text message...