My best friend, removed by 16 years, was a wonderful person. He made me laugh when I was unhappy. He made me proud when I was most shamed. He makes me a better person every day. That's what friends do. I did not know that at the time. I was a weak boy at the time. I have found strength since then. Strength in him. He was a young man. He had a good heart. His soul I cannot speak for, but I was certain his was better than mine.
His heart was bottomless, his soul a beautiful flame.
He was my best friend.
I miss him so.
That is all.