The Time Will Never Come Back

The time will never come back. The upset coming with knowing that is horrible. However, part of us knew that we could start fresh. Despite that the fresh life would consist of killing and sharing with flesh eating, dead yet alive people which we once knew and were civilized with.
Meeting two boys, which we barely knew, was a hard start. Yet, gaining their trust was something we need in a world like this. Danger lurking in ever corner, afraid of sleeping incase it grabbed you by the foot, scared of loosing the ones you loved in the night. Don't sleep, sleep with one eye open, or none.

I'm scared I'll lose him. I can't lose him. He's one of the only things keeping me sane in this world. I knew there was something there by meeting him. When he had a close call, that's when I realised: I needed him, and I was going to do anything for him to stay.

For us all to stay.

The time will never come back.

I realise that now: You get one life, and you have to treasure it. There's no going back. Not when you're the only ones left.