Tyrese

I used to have a friend
In Cleveland at summer camp
And I would sing Michael Jackson
And he would back up dance
And he gave the best hugs
And he made me feel loved
Cause I was the only white kid
And he made me feel welcome
But he was gay, and he was black
And one winter day I got an email
That he wasn’t coming back
And he never came back
It said he was the target of a lot of hate
And it became too much for him to take
And I was like 11 so I didn’t realize
That I would never get to say goodbye
And I was probably so insignificant in his life but not a day goes by
That he doesn’t cross my mind
Because he made my summers so much better he was a great kid and an even better dancer
If people had said kinder things
We wouldn’t have to say Rest In Peace
Just in case you’re somehow listening
We miss you and we love you Tyrese