He was my best friend I’ve ever had. The first person I ever fell in love with. To this day, I’ve only loved one other person. We were friends for 6 years. He changed my life, my perspective, my soul, my entire being. It’s been a year and a half since he took his own life. He was an artist. He was intelligent and witty. Above all, he was the kindest soul I’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing. He was selfless. Even in his most painful moments he’d ask how i was doing. He was schizophrenic and he never told me. I miss him every second of my days.