Everything in life happens for a reason. For each pain and injustice God gives us something special. That's how you came into my life. With flowers in bleached hair, black silk and with the head in the clouds. You were my air when I was dying of suffocation, you were my freedom in my very strict world, you were my inspiration and warmth, and still is, and will remain forever. This is not friendship, no, it can't explain all my feeling to you. You breathed yourself in me, taught to live, to love winter, to see the beauty, to talk slowly and quietly. I look through these pictures and see you, I remember all those sensations, colors and smells. It's amazing how one person can have an entire universe inside of him.