This is dedicated to Bryan
Bryan Ryou
He was a fine man
A brother to me
Always complaining about his height
I'd tease him because it was cute
His soccer obsession was cute too
I can't belive he's gone
Gone...
How many days had it been being trapped in the darkness? How many days had it been crying? How many days had it been since the sun rose? How many days had it been raining in her heart? How many cuts had been found on her wrists?
Ever since Ciel's death, Elizabeth trapped herself in her room. Everything she loved was gone. What she feared most came true.
After Ciel set out to head to london, by the queens request, a drunk driver hit their carraige. It was a large impact, causing the carriage to fall off the cliff.
It was a lie right? Ciel couldn't have died! IT WAS A JOKE RIGHT!? Oh how much she hoped that Sebastian would say it was a joke. HOW HARD SHE TRIED.
It was true.
There laid Ciel Phantomhive in his pool of blood.
Dead at the age of 16
Why was the world so cruel!? He didn't deserve to die! He could've lived! She blamed it on him. The drunk driver. It was all his fault her one true love died.
The news horrid. The once cheery manor was filled with tears and depression.
Everybody wore black on his funeral. Black. Like how the blood coated the snow. Pure black. Weeps and sniffs were heard everywhere.
Ciel Phantomhive was an amazing person. He was the only one to make Elizabeth smile. The only one to warm her heart.
Life wasn't fair. It never had been fair. Everything she loved was disappearing.
Here now, she was on her bed weeping her eyes out with a blade in her left hand.
"come back ciel"
That was all she was able to say. Repeatedly, she wished for her love to come back. She wished so hard.
Would he come back?
It's impossible.
The death can't be revived.
Even though it was impossible, she kept on wishing for his return.
Another cut was added with the blade she held to the thousand cuts on her right arm.
The blade was her only relief.
It calmed her down a bit.
"How many days?" she chocked out before blacking out into the depths of darkness
This explains everything I'm feeling
Bryan Never failed to make me laugh, even in my saddest times
He stuck to me
It made me happy
He made me happy
His efforts to make me smile
They were so cute
He'd say silly things. Silly but cute things
Have you read The Voilet Carpet?
He wrote that.
It was silly
-crying-
I'm still not believing he died
It's too much ;-;
BUT
I have to keep a smile right?
He wouldn't want anyone crying ;-;
Bryan Ryou
May You Rest In Peace