how many times

Driving back up to campus I saw flickering candles and chalked sidewalk and balloons and flowers scattered across the roadside on Laurel Street…

… and I remembered, Tyler and my grandmother shared a birthday.

It’s been five months since I tried to save him and watched him die. I think about how much has happened in my life since then. So many opportunities. How many would he have taken? So many good memories. How many could he have made?

Maybe I shouldn’t think of it that way but

I still just feel so bad for him sometimes.

I just have to cry


He would be 17 today.


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