Do you believe in heaven? Or in reincarnation? Or do you just think it’s over when we’re gone? There’s just one thing I’m really scared of and that’s death. I can’t really talk about it. It freaks me out. I don’t like the idea of not knowing where I’ll go or where the people I love are now they’re not here anymore.
Today it’s Tyler’s birthday. When I lived in Florida for my exchange he was one of the people I trusted and loved. There weren’t many people who were actually straight and honest with me. Most people just thought it was cool to hang out with the blonde exchange student. Tyler had very deep thoughts. He certainly was one of those special guys who don’t just accept the way things go but really think about it.
Until Tyler’s dead I had never really experienced anything bad in my life. I still can’t believe he’s gone. I’m not looking forward to visiting Florida anymore, because it’s gonna be so weird not being able to see him.
But, today I don’t cry. I celebrate. I celebrate the fact I got the opportunity to spent time with an amazing guy. I wish he had grown older. I don’t believe in heaven nor in reincarnation. I’m one of those people who think it all ends after death. But since Tyler died I really wish there’s something better. I like to think that he’s not completely gone. And that he’s rocking his day up there, wherever ‘there’ might be.
Have a heavenly birthday TV!
The poem I wrote for Tyler: –>here<–