When I think of you, tyler...

When I think of you tyler, the very fabric of time seems to ripple... into a wave of crashing sorrow

The pain I feel inside me is slowly fading... and I turn around and wind up looking at a stranger.... and seeing your face.The pain returns, ten-fold this time.

More time with you, I wish I could borrow

But the short time we had together stopped on a dime

As I recall these times in my head, I think of my grandmother, and I see you two standing together, in the same league of wisdom

As they say... "looking on the past makes you die faster"

Is that always a bad thing?

to be with you again would be like no other.

Too bad I still don't talk to my mother.