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.