"My Matt" as I always called him, and him always calling me " Auntie" in the most weirdest way that only he could say it like he did we had our own language we could just look at each other and know what the other was thinking. He was my best friend, he saved my life more then once anf protected me from some of the most extreme circumstances many times. I owe him my life we had a bet who would use again first it looks like I am still winning nephew. Because of his death i coukd have taken the horrible pain and went to try and mask it by gettung high, but I have not!! As my sister said you couldn't save him this time because you would have went with him we had apibky promise we did where he went I went we were each others hip. This time it was his turn to save me. He is a massive part of my life story and now also my reason for still being sober I will not see him again until I am hopefully grey and old but when i do we will color in our adult coloring books as we always did. I am very hurt he left me he never called to talk about his struggling he was always worried about me being ok. He was the most unselfish loving funny person I have ever met. God got himself a new angel this day and the world lost one of the best human beings there ever was. He will never be forgotten or replaced in my life nobody could compare we had a weird in understandable bond only we got. It can never be broken. I love you Matt and miss you dearly i need you now and forever to be watching over ne still Rest in Peace nephew