I'd like to hope that maybe I could be born as someone new, but with the the same dreams and aspirations and so next time over, maybe the right opportunities will be presented where talent can bloom, and my dreams can be completed.
But meh I don't particularly care right now because without life there cannot be death, so make the best out of your life and try not to leave so many regrets.
If my soul were to be kept and I'm still out there somewhere, even when this frail human body has withered, then maybe I can be a star shining in the sky. Maybe I can help others get home. Maybe that couple stargazing would call me beautiful.
But hey, those are just what I hope for. Because, to be completely honest, I dislike the thought of heaven and hell. It's not real, so being with family and friends isn't real either, I'd rather move on somewhere else and maybe meet them again someday, somehow.
But once more, hey- I'm just an idiot dreamer.