Josh visited his grandfather's grave monthly. They were close while he was still alive, but he unfortunately had died of a heart attack 6 months ago. Every month Josh visited, there was a boy sitting at the grave beside Josh's grandfather's. The name on the headstone read "Brendon Urie." Josh wasn't sure who that was, because the boy never told him.
The first time they met, neither said a word to each other. Their encounter was short, and Josh left after 10 minutes of awkard silence.
The second time they met, Josh decided to introduce himself.
"Hi. I'm Josh."
"I'm Tyler."
He had a beautiful voice.
"This is my grandpa's grave."
"This is Brendon's."
Josh felt weird, like he was butting in on something that wasn't any of his business.
"Oh. Do you come every month?"
"Yeah."
"Oh."
"Yeah."
Josh left.
The third time they met, Josh had brought two bouquets with him. He smiled at Tyler, who looked like he was still holding up okay.
"One for my grandpa, and one for Brendon."
Josh set the flowers down in front of the headstones. He saw Tyler smile for the first time. He felt like he was going to pass out. Tyler had the kind of smile you couldn't get used to, because it would never stop being beautiful. Josh wished he could see him smile more often.
"Thanks, Josh."
"No biggie."
Tyler stopped talking so Josh went home.
The fourth time, Josh brought earbuds with him. He sat with Tyler at Brandon's grave while the two of them listened to music. They didn't speak much, just listened. Josh wished Tyler talked more, but it was alright. He still enjoyed his company.
They listened to five songs before Josh paused the music.
"Tell me what's on your mind."
"You."
"Me?"
"You," Tyler repeated.
"What about me?"
"You're a kind boy, to sit with a stranger who doesn't even hold a conversation with you."
"That's why I brought music."
"I like music."
"Me too," Josh agreed.
They listened to music until it started getting dark. Tyler said he had to be home. He let Josh take him. Josh left the music off as he drove Tyler home.
