This is for a friend of mine who is soon to be leaving forever. He's a photographer, likes cats and asian styled things.

He did hurt me a lot in the past but looking back on it I can kind of see why, and we're okay now anyway.
He taught me so much about art, and philosophy, and life in general. Being around him was kind of just like living in a fairytale kind of dream, we both had the same childlike wonderment when looking at the world, and for the first time in my life I found someone on the same kind of wavelength as me, as an artist. He got where I was coming from without me having to explain myself (which I'm awful at doing by the way). I mean, he could be a total cock face at times too, but then again I've never met anyone who wasn't, at some point XD.
He was the sort of person you could just sit on a riverbank with until it got dark, and you'd never get bored. Cos everything was just so beautiful.