He came into my life when he was stuggling with his life and I saved him, or so I thought. I soon learned that he was sent to save me. He always stood by my side and helped me through the years we were lucky enough to spend together. When I lost my hearing he never flinched, and just helped me to want to live again. He would give his last dollar to a begger that looked hungry, even if it meant he went hungry. He loved his family, even if he didn't love where they lived and they never understood why he wouldn't move back close to them, but he loved them with everything he was. That is how he loved, with everything he knew. At one point in our lives we started talking about getting married and he told me that is we did it meant that we would be together always because he would never leave as he believed marriage was forever, and I know we will always be married, and so even though that means I must live alone for the rest of my life, its ok because I could never find another like him that would give me everything. I loved him then as I love him now and everyone that knew him felt the same.