If you search, you will find him here.
But he has now shuffled off this mortal coil.
A fond memory of a notch in the tree of life, the growth of my self confidence which was later irrevocably snuffed out.
The mortality of one’s lovers serves to highlight the fragility of existence.
And the knowledge that you must grasp life with both hands and squeeze out the best bits.
For who knows when or where the final hammer will fall.