Chapter Three : Heart Beats Slow

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I never thought that i would feel like this. I know it's cliche but my mind has become so much clearer since he entered my life. They say that once you find the person you want to spend the rest of your life with, that everything else just clicks into place. My life certainly has since that magical night outside Tyler's apartment.


It was a warm but breezy Sunday morning and I received a text from Tyler. I love Sundays. It's one of the few days that Tyler gets off work and so we try to spend as much time together as possible. I have pretty much moved into his apartment. There wasn't even an official moving in, I ended up staying over more often than going home and so I just stayed. Slowly but surely i moved all my possessions into his apartment. It was a new part of our lives together, we were finally happy in our own little never-land.


The thing you have to realise though, is that not everyone is supportive. I always wondered why i considered him my best friend when all he does is try to cause trouble between Tyler and I. I'm happy in the arms of my one true love and yet people find the need to try to break that. I've learnt that if people are not happy with their own lives then they try to being others down with them. Its a sad thing in life.


All I know is that I fall asleep in the arms of the person that I feel safest around and there's nothing better than that feeling.


I leave the bedroom, enter the bathroom and take a long, hot bath. I love to use the sea salt and seaweed bathbomb, helps me relax and unwind. I do like having baths with Tyler too whilst smoking a bowl but he was a little pre-occupied. Relaxing in the bath is a great way for me to forget the worries that I have and concentrate on the good parts of life.


When I leave the bathroom, Tyler looks at me with a grin and inspects every part of my body with his eyes. He is so easy to wind up, teasing him is half the fun. As i sit down on the bed in a towel, Tyler turns the television on. A documentary on tiny houses comes on the TV and Tyler looks at me intrigued. Tyler and I have always talked about moving out of Minnesota but the crazy prices of rent in Los Angeles stopped us. This tiny house seemed like a cheap alternative and would allow us to move at a cost effective price. I like to see Tyler get excited about things, he really looked like he was contemplating the idea of a timy house. The thought of moving to another state scared me, but I knew I would be safe with the person I trust the most.


With all the issues we faced and the idiots trying to break us up, it was nice to have a goal for the future. We had some money saved up and so we thought if we put it together we would be able to afford the tiny house. We discussed ways we could alleviate some of the cost and fundraising, Indiegogo seemed the best option. We never imagined anybody would donate huge amounts of money, although the goal was $15,000, we expected people to donate a few dollars each.


Forty days later and we reached our goal. The support that our family has shown us has been immense. It was weird to see Tyler crying but I know there is alot of transition going on in his life right now. I couldn't be more proud of what he has accomplished in life and that I am able to help him through whatever obstacles life throws at him.


"I can't wait to start a family with you" Tyler says.


I never really thought of myself as a father type guy, i am happy with the thought of living my life to 80 with my puggle called Puddle and not having anything else to worry about. Tyler has changed alot about me. He has opened my mind to many new and exciting ideas, fatherhood being one of them. My standpoint on it changes from time to time but my standpoint on my future with Tyler has never changed.


I know that these are my last few days in Minnesota, I feel quite excited about leaving. I decide to visit the river near our apartment, a short walk away. Tyler is at work again and so i decide to use this opportunity for some self discovery.

As i walk along the worn pathways up to the cliff edge, I feel the sun beating down on me as if to try to renew me with energy. I find a spot and take my composition notebook out. I often write down my thoughts, lyrics and songs into this book. Between the torn , battered pages of this book lie my secrets, my failures and my successes. I often write down some quotes that define my life right now, just to remind myself of the journey I have taken in my life. I notice a chilly breeze appearing and so I decide to head home before Tyler returns.

Knock, Knock, knock. Tyler forgot his keys and so i had to let him in. I'm glad he is home though, it means i get to spend some more time with him. He seems to be so tired these days, he is working so damn hard to earn money to save and pay rent. I also feel that it's a coping mechanism to help keep his mind off deaing with everything that is going on at the moment. "Wylie, you know we are leaving in a few weeks?" Tyler says excitedly.


"Yes! I can't wait to get out of this place and start a new life with you" I replied.

A few weeks later it is finally time to leave. We leave Tyler's apartment that we have called home for nearly a year, locking the door behind us. Walking down the stairs for the last time, it finally hits me how much we are going to be leaving behind. We carry what seems to be a mountain of suitcases and valuables into the car and secure them all. As we shut the car door, a sense of excitement overwhelms us as we are starting to begin this new journey ahead of us. Tyler grabs my face and kisses me lovingly. "This is it Wylie" he says, grinning like a Cheshire cat.


"I know, doesn't it seem weird leaving all of this behind?" i questioned to see whether it was just me feeling anxious


"It does feel weird . . . but I couldn't imagine taking this trip with anyone else" Tyler says ecstatically.


He starts the engine of the car and drives off, leaving Minnesota in the rear view mirror. The sun begins to set and we ride off into the remaining sunlight, starting our new life together.

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