Quote by Rebecca Ryder

“The sun had disappeared behind the hill and the sky had faded to violet hues. This once common sight of my childhood had now become a simple reminder to me. A reminder of the past. What I could have done, what I should’ve done and what I could’ve been. I often wondered if I was wrong to honour the memory of the days that had slipped on by. After all, the body of today had fallen, but it was still breathing. Was I wrong to mourn something still alive?”

Quote by Rebecca Ryder